Page 15 of Regal Rising

“At least you aren’t actively looking for a mate.” Rex sighed.

“No. I am not. I have had enough sex for a lifetime. Well, they had sex. I was just in the room.”

“And some were just there for torture.”

“Yeah, the dark mages. They also paid for my hair and my blood.”

Rex paused. “You definitely need to talk to Win. When we get downstairs, I will call her. This is something she needs to know.”

“Fine. That is fine. Now, Pandora said she would feed me, and I am very hungry.”

Rex paused. “You aren’t showing me what you actually look like.”

“Of course not. There is a child in the house. Pandora can make an image if she likes.” Ela stood up. “She has described me as a walking skeleton with a tennis ball for a head. That made me smile.”

“Ohmygod.”

“So, I am going to go eat. She’s promised to feed me.”

“Oh. Please.”

Ela smiled and walked back down to where the other ladies were waiting and eating. Pandora smiled. “Eat what you like. When you are ready for more, it will be there.”

One of the women was staring at her with wide eyes. Ela knew that look. Pandora had it, too. “You can see me.”

The woman nodded. “I can.”

Rex spoke to Regis. “I need to call Win. There are... issues.”

Regis nodded. “Make sure she arrives after dinner.”

Rex agreed and went to make the call.

Ela didn’t know who Win was, but it seemed she had experience with scars. Ela began to eat, and when she got tired, Pandora brought her a cup of green tea and a slice of dessert.

She was able to continue, and her body broke everything down as it entered her. The other ladies helped and encouraged her. She was able to continue longer than she thought while Regis spoke to the others about the upcoming plans.

A beta wearing jeans and a tee shirt came in and greeted Regis. Regis smiled and introduced the others, ending with Ela.

“Win, this is Ela. Ela, this is Win. I believe you have a lot to talk about.”

Ela grabbed her tea and a handful of cream puffs and followed both Regis and Win into an office.

Win looked at her. “You are bleeding energy.”

“Am I?”

“Yes. Out of the scars. What did they do to you?”

Regis leaned against the desk, and Ela shrugged, explaining it all. She defined where, what, and by whom. Win paused and nodded. “Got it. I can’t help now, but if I stretch out, I will. Regis, are you going to blur my memories of you again?”

“Of course. That is what the palace is for.”

Win chuckled. “Elf tricks.”

“Correct.”

Win sighed. “Well, Ela, I have a similar situation. Nothing scars our flesh more than an Elite. Well, it should begin to heal once you have transformed, but your healing is delayed due to your physical condition.”

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