Chapter 20
As I sit in the council chamber holding Alaric's gaze the meeting of the royals begins. They discuss some boring issues over crop growth. I mean it's ridiculous if a crop doesn't grow. The witches and wizards are able to fix it so why there needs to be a 90 minute discussion on it is beyond me. As I stare at Alaric I feel his eyes drift over me. The heat of his gaze is warming as his eyes drift over me. If he doesn't stop soon everyone will sense my arousal. I'm soon startled into focus by the witch queen. "What is this ordeal over cross species mating. I thought it was a clear law we all understood that has been passed down by our gods" she yawns. "But it wasn't though" I quickly slap my hand over my mouth. As my father gives me the death glare. Along with everyone else in the chamber
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