Chapter One-Sixty-Three: Sun

“That’s like saying I do not care for my skin.”

The girl Violet converses with responds.

“I am not responsible for how you choose to interpret my words.”

Christ, Violet.

I almost groan, but Georgia yells a question impolitely at me.

"Is that a ring? Are you engaged, priestess?"

Silence follows the words; even the blonde, who almost responded to Violet’s taunt, turns her attention to me.

“That’s right; you said you would discuss it inside,”

Rebeca chimes.

Hesitation echoes within me, I thought I would be amongst friends as I open up about this tender subject, but instead, I feel as if I am-

"Yes, uh...I am getting married."

I announce into the silence, and gasps follow from the majority of the lips but Rebecca’s.

"Oh! The Lycan King was carrying a baby in his arms in the papers, perhaps a week back. Was the baby yours? I mean, you did go missing for years after the whole Red Graw saga. Did they… I mean, is that why you are being removed from the royal line."

Georgia asks; her brashnes