Eighty:
November Wilkins
November could feel him raging through the house. She ran to Noel before he went to her room. “What happened? You’ve got to calm down, your anger is radiating through the house.”
Noel let out a snarl, and November jumped back.
“Noel!” she snapped at him.
“I’m sorry,” he apologized, “he’s completely lost his mind.”
“What’s he done?”
“He’s not letting us go to France. He’s insisting that we stay here. He’s sending Quentin instead, but not only that, he’s decided to send the f*****g vampire.”
November’s eyes widened. “Illarion?”
Noel nodded. “Apparently, Illarion has some sort of beef with the Royal family, so father thinks that he can trust him. He’s going to start a war, that’s what he’s going to be doing. The Royals won’t take kindly to that at al
