CHAPTER 24Lothaire was forcing down some human food with the scumbag king when the scent of blood made his nostrils flare. He tried very hard not to get up and follow the delectable smell. I’m in control. I’m in control. And I’m impersonating the phoenix, she wouldn’t know about the blood in the hall four-hundred metres from here. But I should have known something like this might happen, given her escape. It’s why I didn’t want her to go.
He took another bite of ‘dessert’. It should taste like honey, but it tasted like dirt in his mouth.
Lothaire’s eyes flew to the king’s neck. Would his blood taste similar to the phoenix’s? “Father,” he said, meeting the king’s eyes.
“Yes, Phoenix?”
If only he weren’t in the dining hall, surrounded by courtiers and Avadierish, Lothaire would be taking
