She tilts her head, not even protesting as he reveals the swell of her heaving breasts.
“Oh my,” Eron mutters.
Charming scratches his chin. “Don’t look,” I grumble.
His lips twitch. “Where would you prefer I avert my eyes? I need to watch for the moment we have to reach through.”
I huff as I realize he’s correct. Doesn’t make it any better.
Hart bops Malice on her nose before tearing his shirtsleeve free and blindfolding her. “I know you love it when I steal your senses,” he explains.
“I’ll be stealing more than your damn senses if you dare follow through on that promise to taste her,” I growl.
Hart glances over his shoulder.“Get ready,”he mouths.
He spins Malice around and pushes her with all his force backward. Hamish and Eugene perform some weird kind of flying attempt to avoid being trampled on. My hand slams on the surface just as Malice’s head connects with the mirror. Charming grabs my arm, and my body feels like it’s being squashed in a vise and spat out into the realm. My heart thunders in my chest.
“I can’t see. Oh my Idols, I’m blind,” I shout.
Material is tugged off my face to reveal a smirking Hart. Wait, no—a slimy Charming inhabiting my knight’s body. Hamish pecks my ankle in greeting. “Calamity?”
“Who else?” I growl as I try to jerk my arms free.
He wraps his arms around me and releases the belt before bringing his mouth down on mine. What in the ever-loving Blazes is Charming doing?
I jerk my knee up and slam it into his groin. He releases my lips and doubles over as his face pales and his knees hit the floor.
“Why?” he breathes.
“Taking liberties with my affections. Do you think I am stupid? Wait until my sister hears of this.”
The doors bang open, and the rest of the knights and my sister join us. Gwyneth raises a brow at Hart.
“You know he was just acting, right?” she mutters.
“Before, yes. But now Charming is possessing him.” I point at Prince Poopfloof.
Hart’s eyes widen, and he shakes his head as everyone freezes, trying to work out what freaky mess is happening.
“Umm, fair Diane,” Eron interrupts.
I spin to face him, dragging my dress up over my shoulders to cover my breasts.
“You have Malice?” I check.
“Yes. Erik is removing her to the dungeons as we speak, but?—”
“Good, then all that’s left is to put Charming back into his own body.”
Hamish nibbles incessantly at my boot. I frown down at him. “I missed you too. Now chill.” He glares at me. Wow, being judged by a capon is a humbling experience.
“Daphne,” Charming growls. “I’m Hart, not Charming.”
“He’s still with you?” I ask Eron.
My mirror man shakes his head and dips his gaze to Hamish.
My eyes widen. Oh, my Idols.
