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“What happened to the other two letters, Kermilla?” he asked Before she could lie to him, he added, “There were seven letters delivered There are five here now Where are the other two?”
“They were very rude” She enhanced the pout “I burned them”
“You burned letters addressed to me?”
“They were rude”
“I don’t give a da the them!”
Her eyes flashed with te ”
A cold fist wrapped around his spine—and squeezed “Those letters Who were they from?”
She tossed her head and said dismissively, “I don’t remember”
His teh the roo several useless porcelain figurines crashing to the floor
No color in her face Fear in her eyes
“Who were they from?” he snarled
“Ferall andI don’t remember the other name I don’t!”
Ferall Mother Night He hadn’t expected to getany response froain And outside of being “rude,” which could iven to his carefully worded inquiries He knew Ferall wouldn’t serve Kermilla, but he wanted soo after Dena Nehele’s new Queen
“Don’t do it again,” he said, breaking the seal on Cassidy’s letter “I don’t give a damn what youthink a Queen is entitled to do Any correspondence addressed to me isprivate You don’t open it without my consent Is that clear?”
She pulled her shoulders back and raised her chin, the picture of wounded dignity “Perfectly clear”
He began reading Cassidy’s letter No, not a letter Some kind of official document that
“Theran, what about the invitation for this afternoon?” Kermilla asked “It’s really important that I—”
“You bitch,” he snarled “You cold-bloodedbitch ”
“Theran!” She sounded shocked
He rushed out of the study and roared to release some temper “Julien! My coat!”
Julien hurried to the entranceway, holding the coat open “Prince?”