~VANNIE~

"We have to kill the King soon," Vannie said, pacing the grounds of the apothecary. After the rather unfortunate events of yesterday, it was imperative that the King be in a casket. And soon. Not a minute longer.

Crom looked at her with amusement. "Why, you seem positively eager, my lady."

She glared at him, hoping that would quell the pounding guilt in her chest and forehead. She had nothing to be guilty for, of course. It was the mate bond and nothing else. Every ...