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“Then, by that definition, playing with me isn’t cheating at all. Since you don’t see me as real.”
I considered that for a moment before saying, “No sex.”
His lips curled again. “All right, little star. We’ll play by your rules. For now.” He reached for me and leaned in to kiss my forehead, his touch warm and tender and kind of perfect.
A sigh escaped me, something about his presence familiar and calming.
Maybe that was the real reason I called him to me—I needed some normalcy after being destroyed so completely by my mates.
Funny that a figment could make me feelnormal.
“Sweet dreams, darling star,” he whispered against my ear.
“Sweet dreams,” I mumbled back to him, falling back into my delirious state.
An oceanic kiss met my senses, drowning me in a sea of bliss.
One that reminded me of my childhood and a memory just out of my reach.
Then, finally, I slept.
Chapter Twenty
SHADE
I hid in the shadows,watching Aflora’s lips curl as she slept. Kols and Zeph were passed out on either side of her, oblivious to her dreams.
But I knew.
I sensed his presence inside her, the dark power thriving through her veins. It’d been growing all week, culminating in tonight’s events, and would continue to seduce her until fate forced her to make a choice.
It was only a matter of time before he came for her. I’d just hoped to have a better hold on her heart before it happened. However, her song had called for him in the village, the haunting melody carrying a spell with it that she hadn’t understood.
Tray and Kols had been just as oblivious.
Similar to how Kols and Zeph were now.
I wanted to tell them, to shake them awake and point at the magical essence hovering over Aflora. But they wouldn’t even be able to see it, let alone believe me.
Hell, they’d probably lose themselves to a fit of rage at realizing I was in the Royal Prince’s bedroom without permission. But this entire situation went beyond the formalities of our society.
If we weren’t careful, Zakkai would win.
My fists curled, failure a nagging sensation that churned in my abdomen.
This wasn’t over.
Not yet.
She could still choose us.
I just hoped that when she did, it wouldn’t be too late.
The darkness eventually lifted, the powerful fae releasing his hold on Aflora’s dreams and dissolving into nothingness. I watched her for a beat, debating on entertaining a date in her mind, but her sigh of contentment had me stepping away from her, not forward.
She needed rest.
We’d play another day.
