Three days after Kade swore fealty, the warnings started.
They didn’t come with armies. They came with messengers.
And every single one of them wanted to see Aria.
The first arrived at noon. A Vampire envoy in black velvet and red eyes, standing at the Citadel gates with a sealed letter and a smile that didn’t reach his eyes.
“Lady Elara,” he said, bowing low, “I bring greetings from Lord Valen of the Night Court. He requests an audience with the Moon’s true daughter. As a gesture of goodwill between our peoples.”
Darius didn’t let him past the gates. “The Queen is resting with her children. Leave the letter.”
The Vampire’s smile sharpened. “Lord Valen will be disappointed. He has been waiting 300 years for a Moonblood to rise again.”
We didn’t see him after that.
The second came
