Page 26 of Regal Rising

“Where did you find those models?”

She smiled slowly and took on her Elite form. “Oh, they are family.”

Yemeen blinked and looked past her. It seemed Rex was doing the same. “Where can I hire you?”

“Well, I am a pastry chef; she’s a stuntwoman.”

“I am willing to beg.”

She snorted, reached into her pocket, and pulled out a card. “If you need one of us, we are available; you just have to ask at the right time.”

Ira was watching the rehearsal with wide eyes, and when Asel came out with Vemel, she squealed and cheered.

Yemeen looked at the two. “Good god. Ford is going to shit himself. I haven’t ever seen someone bluer than he is. They are gorgeous.”

Regis smiled. “And they are both dancers.”

Yemeen groaned. “You are kidding.”

“Nope. Mind you, when he’s standard colours, he’s a model. His name is Vemel.”

“Oh, man.”

Regis chuckled.

When Pandora came out, they rose and clapped wildly, and Ira was hooting her approval. Pandora paused, grabbed Kay, and hauled her out while Kay looked pale.

Pandora hauled her to the end of the runway, took a bow, and the other six guys came out from the back, as well as all the other males who hadn’t had a turn with their mates. It was a very crowded runway.

Yemeen walked up to Pandora, and she grinned, introducing him to Vemel and Asel. Themak was nearby, grinning.

The crowd was going to be the last display of the night, and Pandora quickly ushered them to the back so they could wrap up in silky robes so as not to blow the surprise for the audience.

Pandora had done a wonderful job. Each design identified the zodiac and highlighted characteristics in cut and movement.

Regis watched the robed models moving around and smiling. The quick changes for the ladies were safe in the back. Pandora had wrapped enough energy around them to deter a tank.

The models were congratulating Pandora on her designs, and Ira ran up to hug her.

Pandora hugged her and lifted her high, introducing her to the dark elves that she hadn’t met yet. Ira smiled and shook hands, greeting them by name. Regis smiled. Her little girl had her talent for knowing the elves around her. The golden princess was going to have a large court to keep her safe as she grew.

Rex smiled. “This is her first time meeting them.”

Regis nodded and saw Denith and Toros approaching. “Yes, and she is making quite an impression.”

Ira’s hand pointed toward Regis, and she got to her feet. Rex got up next to her and muttered, “Showtime.”

They joined the crowd as the venue completed the setup around them.

Denith smiled as he joined them. “So, this is your daughter?”

“Yes. This is Ira. Now that her dad is loose, I hope to introduce them.”

Denith paused. “Who is her father?”

Regis said softly, “Sirrush.”

The softly spoken name froze all the alphas in their tracks.

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