On their way back, though the Queen walked ahead with her back straight and her chin held high, yet anyone with eyes could see the heaviness in her steps. Weariness clung to her like a second skin.
They all knew what her problem was, and it was finding out Angus had more children after Violet. What exactly had she expected? The man had literally kidnapped their daughter as a baby while she ran back to the Fae realm with her tail between her legs. It shouldn't shock her that Angus went on to produce more powerful children. She hadn't given him any more—he simply found replacements.
Asher's gaze, especially, bored into the Queen's back as he thought. He could see it clearly: Queen Seraphira was still very much in love with Angus. And he had betrayed her. Not that Asher could blame her for struggling. He wasn't even bonded to Violet yet, and he was already so in love with her he couldn't imagine breathing without her.
