“Well, my Lords… I feel like I am unfit and inadequate for the throne.” I kept my gaze lowered, demure and shy for the court. I wanted to seem as little as a threat as possible, my only goal was saving my life and getting the f**k out of here.
“See, she has had no proper training since she was three, raised as a human w***e, and has no want for the throne. What more could your Queen ask for in proof, Delegate Host?” The King huffed at the fey, his face slightly red from anger.
“Child, is all of this true?” Host turned to me, studying my face.
“It is, everything he said is the truth.” I nodded to him, my gaze slowly unfocusing on them as they began to talk about implications of things. There was a s****l charge in the air I was starting to notice, something almost tangible egging me to j
