Forty-eight:
Fiona Fallon
“Arrogant toads!” I exclaimed as I was dragged up the palace staircase. “Women are designed for more than bein’ kissed, ya know! We’ve got minds of our own and ideas of what our happiness looks like! Sometimes that doesn’t include you.”
Hades chuckled. “You don’t have to tell me twice. My brother, however, is a complete i***t when it comes to reading women’s wants and desires. You’ll have to excuse him for it.”
“Excuse him for it?” I said. “Excuse him for it my arse.”
“Yes, well, men who are going to be Kings have to have all sorts of exceptions made for them don’t they?”
“Only if we give it ta them,” I replied.
“I don’t think you understand your position here,” said Hades.
“I thought I didn’t have a position. I thought
