Chapter 40

Ariela

I pulled myself together and linked arms with him as I answered: "I'm still drunk, so your proximity should be bearable." My long-sleeved dress did me a favor, as did his shirt. That way we had no skin contact.

Aramis nodded slightly, so we shared the same opinion.

We started moving and he led me out of the living room. I was curious to see where exactly he wanted to go.

As if he could read minds, Aramis explained: "I'll show you our ballroom. It's in the other part of the castle. There's enough space to dance there and you know where the next celebration will take place."

That's right, he had already spoken of a ball that was being held for me. All of his subjects would be able to meet their future queen. I was already excited to see the reactions. No one could have told me that my presence would generate excitement. Rather, the fact that I would soon be their queen.

What vampire wanted a werewolf to be the king's wife? Ho