“I have a meeting at five, but it shouldn’t go longer than an hour. Are you digging for whatever Gianna might have had on her?”
I nodded. “Whatever it is must be important if Nadia resorted to taking the Lords. With Donovan gone, she won’t be able to overpower any of you.”
“Nadia is clever and vengeful. I wouldn’t put anything past her.”
“Are all swans mean as hell?”
Caelan laughed. “I’ve only known a few. With my limited experience, I can say definitely, yes. They are.”
We grinned at each other. “I have to get to work. Moira is there by herself. Meet me here at 6:30?”
“Done.”
I pressed a kiss to his lips and was about to head out when he tugged my hand. “Hey. Are you okay after your father announced your heritage?”
I shrugged. “I knew I wouldn’t be able to keep it hidden forever. Now that it’s out, maybe they’ll think twice about screwing with me.”
From Caelan’s grim expression, he did not agree. He grunted. “I think you’ll receive more attention than you want. But they won’t try to marry you off anymore.”
“That’s a bonus.”
Caelan snorted. “Not so fast. They won’t try to marry you off to each other anymore. They’ll try to claim you for themselves.”
I groaned. “This is dumb. They know I don’t want anyone else.”
Satisfaction gleamed in his eyes. “Good.”
“My father suggested I start killing them.” I smiled at him and dropped a kiss on his nose. “Maybe I’ll do that next time.”
Caelan blinked, opened his mouth, then snapped it shut.
I winked and grabbed my purse before heading outside.
Maybe Cernunnos had a point. Killing a Lord might put the fear of the gods in them and stop them from making my life hell.
The thought stuck with me all the way until I got to the store.
Moira wore a cute Norwegian sweater and a smile when I walked in. “Have a little too much fun last night?”
I breezed past her. “Wouldn’t you like to know?”
“Well, duh. It’s as dry as the Sahara in my house. Of course I want to know.”
“Eww.” I waved her away. “I don’t kiss and tell.”
“One day I’ll get Hazel to send some more of that good booze, and we can see what happens.”
I fixed myself a cup of coffee and brought it over to the register desk. “Spill. Tell me what you did while I was gone.”
Moira’s eyes twinkled. “Those potions came in handy. Seriously.”
“They did. Caelan is sending a wire transfer to pay for your supplies later today.”
“Good, because I need to make a few more. I visited Ethan’s Keep last night.” She rolled her eyes.
“It looks just as stuffy as the man himself. Gold everywhere. And marble.” Moira shuddered.
“Did you set his house on fire?”
