Chapter 51. Make Me Queen

Rafe

Waking the king in the middle of the night is never a decision to be taken lightly. Standing in the throne room, waiting for him to make his appearance in the light of day, my mind wanders back over the conversation we had the night before. I’m still not sure if I should’ve woken him or not, but it seemed like the right thing to do at the moment, and I can’t take it back now.

Kris is keeping his distance from me, standing about four feet to my right instead of the customary one foot. On his other side, Zeke is rocking back and forth, uneasy. I had a brief conversation with him this morning to let him know what went down, and I can’t blame him for being antsy. He said then that he didn’t see how there was a solution to this problem where I could declare myself the winner, and I have to agree with him.

The more I think about it, the more I know that the game is nearly over, and I am the loser. Not just me, but Ainslee as well. It’s so unfair, al