Cyrus POV.
“Release my beloved now,” Nicklaus roars damn near shake the ground. He pissed. Oh, well! So am I.
“You first,” I childishly respond. “Give me my beloved,”
“She attacked my beloved,”
“And Claire accepted the challenge,” I remind him of the oath, without actually reminding him of the oath.
Nicklaus eyes spits fire as he catches on, “Claire is your Queen,”
“And so is Seraphina,” I announce, which earns me and audible gasp from my men and Nicklaus. I know he wasn’t expecting me to publicly claim Seraphina and honestly neither was I, but here it goes.
“Seraphina Blackwoodis my beloved,” I claim for all to hear.
Nicklaus vicious growl echos among the trees at my announcement. He’s pissed and guess what, no one gives a f**k. At least, I don’t. The love, loyalty, and devotion I
