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“Yes, well nice to see you like the gift I must be going now.” With a vague wave, Rhea ditched them both. She’d pay for that later she knew but until that time she was going to make her escape.
Whew who knew giving a simple necklace involved so much emotion. Sure it was a moonstone in the shape of a dragon but she thought it was appropriate for a land that had both dragons and lots of moons. And if she weaved a few spells of protection and good health and perhaps a dash of mood lightener because she’d heard the older woman was pining for her lost king, who was to know.
She surely wasn’t going to tell.
Rhea didn’t far before her shifter guards flanked her on either side. “The king baby girl?” Perin asked in a sing song voice.
“What can I say the guy was hot?”
The men chuckled on either side of her like stereo sound.
“At least he’s better looking than that guy you picked up at the space port last year.” Rafe said with a chuckle.
“Hell, anyone was better than that guy. You must’ve been magic-blinded when you found him,” Perin agreed.
Rhea laughed along with them. “Pretty much.” She didn’t mention that the man wasn’t much to look at but unclothed he was a piece of art. She walked funny for three days after that one.
Hmm. Good times.
She was still smiling until she turned the corner and came face to face with a man who looked like a younger, smoother version of the king.
“Greetings.” He said with a wide smile. “You must be my future sister-in-law. I’m Prince Marcep.”
“Greetings your majesty, I’m Rhea.” Rhea said. The guy looked enough like his brother to have her frowning when she took his hand.
“Oh dear. Have I already displeased you?” His blue eyes dance with amusement.
“No. Let’s just say I’ve met your brother.”
Marcep laughed, it was a good look on him. “So you’re the one who caused all the upset this morning.”
“I didn’t cause the upset.” Rhea said self-righteously. “Can’t a girl have a little pointless sex to take the edge off without getting married? What kind of planet is this anyway?”
Now the prince was laughing so hard tears pooled in his eyes.
Rhea gave a growl of disgust and marched past him.
“Where are we going?” Rafe asked.
Rhea shrugged. “Let’s go visit the market. Maybe they’ll have something I can buy for the sibs.”
“Don’t forget your mother.” Perin said. “Remember when you visited Vallain and didn’t bring her back anything.”
“Good point.” She held back the shudder by force of will. “Maybe a pretty ring. I’ve heard that they have some amazing craftsman.”
Rhea caught sight of a page up ahead. “Boy.” She yelled.
The servant stopped in his tracks and turned to face her, his face sullen. “My name is Berl.”
“Good for you.” Rhea praised. She pulled a coin out of her pocket. A push of magic sent it spinning in her hand. “If you tell us how to get to the marketplace this is all yours.”
Berl smiled. “Go straight ahead and take a left at the first intersection. The third door on your right will take you outside. Follow the street and there are signs to lead you to the marketplace.”
“Thank you Berl.” Rhea tossed him the coin which he caught with practiced ease.