Book 2: Smooth Sailing

Anwen

Kieran pauses outside the door to his office and looks at me. “This part’s almost done.”

“What part?” I ask.

“The bullshit part.” He smiles. “I know the Goddess steers us all to our true mates during the Haze, but people who claim that means you’re perfectly matched from the start are fucking stupid. She knows that you can be happy together.” His smile grows a little bitter. “We’re just not the kind of people who can be happy right off the bat.”

I laugh. “And now? With Raven puking up her guts every morning?”

“I’m happy,” he says simply. “Now, game face. King Andri and Prince Hollis are… interesting to work with.”

“What?”

Kieran opens the door and pushes inside without another word.

King Andri sits in the chair Kieran set up next to his desk for Raven, and Prince Hollis stands next to him.

“Good,” the king says. “You are late.”

“Transit delays.” Kieran takes his seat.

I stumble over to stand nex