I took a deep breath, stiffened my spine. “If you all want me to actually consider being queen, then I want to see everything. Every report. Do you have video of my mother being killed? Or of my father’s accident? I want to see it.”
Fiona shook her head vehemently. “No, Paige. You cannot–”
“Absolutely not,” Addan swore.
Kaisin shook his head.
“You should not be subjected to such violent, bloody images,” the general added.
“Oh, yes, I can. I’m the new queen, remember?” I set my hand on my chest. “On Earth, a queen gives orders and everyone else obeys. I want to know everything. I grew up dirt poor. I lived out of my car for two months when I was nineteen. I don’t think you people realize who you are dealing with. I’ve seen things no one should see.”
“What have you seen?” Addan whispered the question. “And who should I go to Earth and kill?”
“What do you mean you grew up with no money? You lived out of your car? Alone? What have you been doing on Earth all these years, if not training to rule? The module from the pod would have instructed whoever found you of your identity and true purpose. Why were you not properly prepared?” Fiona clasped her hands in her lap and got a look that would rival most police interrogators.
I sighed. “I was adopted. My parents never told me about an escape pod or anything else. I mean, it’s not like I’m Superman. No one found me on the side of the road in a space pod.” At least, not that I knew of.
They stared at me, blank faced.
“Okay, so no Superman here. My adoption records were sealed. I have no idea where I came from. My parents–the ones on Earth who raised me–divorced when I was young and neither one of them wanted the financial burden of raising a child that wasn’t their blood. I’ve worked since I was old enough to mow grass and hold a paint brush. Mostly, I’ve worked as a commercial cleaner that specializes in large offices and corporate buildings.”
“You are a…maidservant?” My sister’s voice held disbelief.
I pointed to my uniform shirt. “Trus-T-Kleen. ‘For a clean you can trust.’” When both of Addan’s sisters’ mouths dropped open, I cringed with embarrassment. Not for working. No. They knew nothing about Earth or how to survive there. But that I was so different, so… behind on everything here. I felt like an imposter, not a queen.
“To answer your question, Lady Fiona, I’ve cleaned a lot of toilets. Mopped a lot of floors. I’m not special. I have no idea how to be a queen, but if Queen Alienor had my parents killed, then I will use whatever power I have to finish her.”
10
Addan
My cock couldn’t beany harder.
Paige was one moment shy and wary. Another lost and overwhelmed. And another fierce and filled with the need for vengeance.
It was a potent combination that I could hardly resist.
I eyed Paige with need. As if she was the very source of my every want.
I craved her.
The more I learned of her, the more fiercely I felt our connection. Not a real one. Not a Resonant bond, no. But I wanted to teach and awaken her to her new life here on Insuri. To show her, one orgasm at a time, how powerful she was. And to protect the wise, powerful ruler she would soon be.
Of her transformation, I had no doubt.
My mother stood in the center of the room like a statue, commanding attention as easily as she drew breath. “Well, your motivation is… impressive. Let us leave this discussion for now as it will take two days for the general’s messengers to arrive andthen escort your allies to our home. No one knows you are here. We will use the time to educate you about our laws and your responsibilities as queen.”
That was a logical answer. We could remain and talk and talk, but we had no proof. No allies. No plan. We had nothing but time and I knew how I wanted to spend it.
Between Paige’s thighs.
“I am sure you are exhausted from your transport.”
Mother didn’t know that she was more likely tired from me fucking her without pause since I found her beneath my desk.
“The General will send his messengers to your father’s family and the rest of your mother’s loyal supporters. Sorcha will summon our best dressmakers and stylists to arrive tomorrow. We shall furnish you with gowns and personal items.”
Paige glanced at me, and I tried to imagine her in royal ballgowns with a crown on her head. My imagination failed me. All I could see was her bare skin, her wet pussy open and ready for me, the way her lips looked, swollen and puffy after I’d kissed them. No matter what clothing she might wear, I would always prefer her completely bare.
