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To this day, Bercelak had no idea how his oness of royal blood tolerated the old bastard He was loud, rude, and crude Growing up with hi he had The fee, they found that having a slag as a father worked against the Everywhere they went, their father’s reputation preceded them

Now Bercelak had to face the old bastard and he didn’t knohy Ailean had de four of Bercelak’s brothers to bring hi to kill his own kin, Bercelak had finally agreed to return to the castle But he wanted this over with so he could go home Now that the ere over he had plans tohim

He stormed into his father’s study, then winced and turned away "Think you could get off h to tell et so shy, boy?" Bercelak heard his mother slap his father, which she see off the desk Ailean had tossed her up on and pulling her clothes back on For Ailean, his mother stayed human Bercelak just didn’t knohy

"Put your clothes on!" he heard his mother hiss and he shook his head The bastard lived to eood job of it, too

His mother’s hand rested on his shoulder "My son"

He turned and looked down into her beautiful face "Mother" He kissed her on the cheek "I’lad to see you"

A corner of her mouth quirked up "Really? I have to ads, it’s hardest to tell with you"

"Boy" His father, who finally pulled on his leggings, leaned against the desk Why the old bastard insisted on calling him that, Bercelak would never know He wasn’t human and he was no "boy" But still, his father called him, more than any of his brothers, "boy" Most likely because he knehell out of him

"Father You sent for me"

"Aye Word came from the queen today"

His mother stiffened beside him She always did that whenever a mention of the queen came up

"About?"

"Princess Rhiannon"

His heart stopped in his chest "What about her?" Although he was afraid to ask The acrihter had alendary proportions And Rhiannon was barely a hundred and twenty-five winters Gods, could the queen have finally done so to her?