She should have paid more attention instead of looking down her nose at us.
“My party will be leaving soon, so if you would ready your plane for us along with having your kitchen box up the food we requested. They made it clear they wouldn’t without your permission and they were very rude about it,” she told me as if she couldn’t believe it. “And as long as you’re already cut, I will jar up some of your blood to lure corrupted that we will kill in droves, of course.”
I didn’t need to look at Vitor to know she was full of shit. I wasn’t sure what else she could use it for, but there was probably some blood transfer to adopt a princess and my guess would be that was the goal.
I blinked at her for several moments, playing up the fun and rising tension before bursting out laughing in her face. I calmed down but then started all over again until her rage was about to boil over.
“Listen here, young princess, you will learn how things—”
“You will leave here with your lives and be grateful I allowed that,” I snapped, smirking when her eyes flashed with shock.
“Is it not customary to leave with a gift bag from a party?” she taunted me, clearly looking down at me that had I allowed anyone not invited to stay and not pulled the “bitch” move they all expected.
“Well, seeing as you weren’t invited, I think you’re lucky I didn’t kill you for entering my territory without permission,” I purred. “Let’s drop the act and shit that you didn’t know what you were doing or it was all a mistake as I have people who can tell you’re lying. You wanted me to react and give you reason to slap me around. Here’s the funny thing: you wouldn’t have been able to.
“But I’ve made friends and real alliances with people who tripped to start, so I gave all those not invited or abused my kindness a chance to pull their heads out of their asses and come around to the way things are now. But no, you’ve been plotting from the moment I let you stay.” I rolled my eyes when she raised an eyebrow at me. “Your arrogance will be your downfall.
“It wasn’t hard to overhear all you’ve been plotting.” I held up my finger to cut her off. “First, no, I won’t let you use my plane as I didn’t let you use it to come here. And you’re an idiot to think I would just ignore that you were going to keep it and my pilot. Second, no, you can’t have my blood. I’m sure you think you’ll just use it to perform whatever ritual to adopt me, but we both know it lacks intent.
“I’m not anywhere as stupid as you think me and you can’t trap me. Just ask Safie of house Darbandi.” I snapped my fingers. “Right, you can’t, because I killed her.” I smirked at her when she flinched. “She was more powerful than you, right? Oh, I would be worried too, as you’ve pissed me off.” I glanced around at her court with her. “I killed Safie and set her nobles and coven free.
“Tell your friends that’s the kind of princess I am. So, if you wish to be free of Camilla and her thirst for power instead of doing what’s right for your coven, just let me know.” I winked at Camilla. “I’m sure I can make that happen. Easily. Because I don’t underestimate people.”
“You have now, as I am much older than you,” she seethed. “I could kill you now and…” She trailed off and blinked at her chest, all the rifle dots dancing around on her.
I moved over to Kristof, pressing myself at his side as I rubbed my hand over his chest. “Have you met my husband, Kristof? He has many gifts, one of which is illusions. He can change perceptions and hide things. Show her, my love.”
He nodded, holding out his hand not on my hip possessively and focused, pulling it towards us like he was removing something physical. Instead, he dropped the illusion he’d put up, that everything people were seeing was the scene from yesterday. It was like pulling back a curtain, and on the other side of it was hundreds of my coven armed to the teeth along with a dozen assault vehicles.
“You were saying how stupid I am?” I taunted Camilla, chuckling when she simply blinked at me. “You will leave here with your lives and thank me for them as you knew what you risked when you came here to pick a fight you can’t win.”
“Before you argue that, we have jets in the air with missiles locked onto your coven,” James warned her, nodding he wasn’t kidding. “You so much as look at our princess funny again and we will bomb it off the map before you can stop us. Do you understand?” He waited until she nodded. “Good, because this goes for all princesses and covens.
“Our coven and its outposts aren’t open territory. They will be treated as they should from this moment forward. You step foot on them without permission and you die unless you are a messenger bringing a message that better not include something bad. If you do, Princess Inez’s orders are very clear to bomb your covens. You came here with egos and assumptions and you learned nothing.
“She is Aether’s champion. The princess of the Niagara Falls coven is dead for trying to kill Inez. Princess Olivia fell ill and was dying
