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Destiny, The Queen’s Solar
“I can’t believe you just walked into the palace like you own the place,” I said, for the first time taking my seat at the big table in the queen’s suite used for group powwows. The queen’s solar. Such a fancy name for a living room with comfy chairs, couches and a huge oblong table in the center surrounded by twelve high-backed chairs. The table could easily squeeze in half a dozen more.
After Mom had completely stunned me—and Nix, and I managed to tear myself away from my mate's hard body—it had taken about an hour for the four of us, Mom, Trinity, Faith and myself, to stop hugging and crying once we were all in the same room.
Between sobbing and holding on to each other like we might be separated again, we’d managed to confirm to our mother how we’d arri
