Chapter Twenty-One
Helena didn’t want to be at the ball any longer. Not when she knew something dark was brewing in Madra. Not when Dell left her confused and frightened, thinking something was going to happen to him.
Ian Tenyson slithered to her side once more, and she had to force herself not to shrink away. How could one brother be so sweet and noble while the other was like a slimy serpent?
“Enjoy your stroll, Len?” he asked.
“My name is Helena.” She faced him, fire in her eyes. “Princess Helena.”
“Your brothers call you Len. If we are to be family, I will have that pleasure as well as many others.”
She stepped closer to him, leaning in so their bodies brushed and lowered her voice. “You will never be a part of my family.”
She tried to back away, but he gripped her arm. “You thi
