Fifty-one:
Prince Hades
My brother was going to hate me.
Fiona was going to hate me.
Zoe was going to hate me.
Lotte was really, really, going to f*****g hate me.
But I was named after darkness, so I might as well embrace it. Fiona didn’t want my brother to court her. She didn’t want to run either. And I shuddered to think what other options she might begin to think of if we didn’t come up for a solution for her that didn’t involve being courted everywhere she turned.
I went to Lord Storms house.
My guard parked us out front. “Are you sure you want to do this, your majesty?”
Somehow, he knew before I did what I was going to do. I can’t say that I’m proud of myself. But sometimes, you needed a villain in order to make good things happen. So,
