“He went to see the Lycanthropes already?”
Cahir nodded in response. “He’s concerned about his people and wanted to check in. The group left earlier than expected for him.”
“What happened?” she asked.
Everyone in the room had quieted down and was listening to their conversation.
“We don’t have any information. Everything will be fine. He’ll return soon,” Cahir said.
“Seda, did you sleep okay?” Neoma asked sweetly from Praxis’s side. Yet again, her dress was a tad too revealing, and she caught Meir looking over at her.
Gross. Meir’s a pervert, too,she noted.
Neoma glanced at Cahir and smiled softly, pretending to stretch and drawing attention to her chest.
“I slept fine,” Seda answered shortly. She desperately wanted to look over and see if Cahir was looking at her overly apparent attempt at attention, but didn’t want to make it obvious.
Did she care? The overwhelming feeling of jealousy made her stomach turn. She swallowed it and told herself she didn’t. Not at all. Let him look.
“Sire, I really need to talk to you after breakfast,” Luelle said as she munched on a biscuit that was smothered in gravy.
“Whatever about?” Meir asked.
“It’s for King Ael to know.” She shrugged as she took another bite.
“This is a safe space—” Meir started, and Cahir raised his hand in the air to stop him.
“When breakfast is over, we can talk,” Cahir responded. Seda saw Meir scowl into his cup, his eyes darkening.
The rest of the meal was uneventful. Cahir never placed his hand on Seda’s knee. In fact, he looked rather stiff sitting next to her. Was it because his attention was on Neoma? She tried several times to get his full attention, but he refused to respond. She felt upset and angry at herself for even trying.
She looked over at Neoma, who was laughing at everything Cahir said, and her mood soured even more. She kept giving himbaby doll eyes and adjusting her top. Not once did Seda look towards Cahir. She felt livid.
When breakfast was over, everyone filed out of the room except Neoma, Luelle, Cahir, and Seda.
“Seda, will you walk with me to the gardens?” Neoma asked with an eager expression.
Seda really didn’t want to walk to the gardens with her. What she wanted was to electrocute her pretty face and turn it into fried eggs.
“Sure,” she responded curtly.
She said a brief goodbye to the others and followed Neoma out into the hallway, closing the door behind her while avoiding eye contact with Cahir.
Chapter 12
Ael
“You saw her doWHAT?!” Ael exclaimed as Luelle told him what she had seen Neoma do to Praxis the night before.
“She poured a green liquid onto him while she was fucking him, and he turned into almost a direct replica of you,” Luelle reiterated.
“Are you sure you saw correctly?”
She looked at him with a what-the-fuck expression, “Yes, Ael, I saw Praxis shift into you unknowingly.”
He knew Neoma was after him. That much was obvious. He also noticed that she was flirting with him during breakfast. But wanting him and changing who she was fucking into him was something else. He felt…violated. “Follow her. She’s up to something more than just desiring me. I can sense it. If anything suspicious happens, find me immediately. I won’t delay your coming to me next time, even if the castle is onfucking fire. I also don’t trust her with Seda. She’s pushing to be around her too much. Follow them, and make sure everything’s okay.”
Luelle nodded, got up from the table, and pushed her chair in.
