*Molly*
Calvin sits on the porch and looks into the woods, blinking as he tries to wrap his head around everything that I’ve told him. I told him everything, not leaving one single thing out. I told Seth I would be honest about it all, and I have.
“You’re really the Queen?” he asks.
I nod. “I am, though I’m not doing much right now. We’ve just stayed locked in the safe house.”
“You’ve got kids?” he asks, and I can see tears in his eyes. “With King Peter’s son?”
I nod and place my hand on his arm. “Yes, but being his son doesn’t make him the same. You’re not Benjamin, and neither am I. They’re who we are born from, but we make our own choices and are our own people.”
“Why isn’t he here with you? You’re in so much danger. Why isn’t he here to protect you?”
This was not a que
