Ariana POV
She couldn't believe what she was hearing. The king and queen demanded her?
Clenching a fist, she growled, "Not again! You said you'd protect me!"
He clapped a hand over her mouth and steered her into an empty room of the palace. "Not so loud," he whispered. "I am doing everything possible to protect you! The least you could o is trust me!"
He had a point. She nodded, composing herself, and looked apologetically at him. The touch of his hand felt comforting, and when he pulled it away, she felt disappointed.
"They don't want to kill you," he said in a low voice.
"How comforting."
Dimitri smiled slightly. "As a Trenholm royal, you're far too valuable to them. You may not know this, but they don't approve of the agreement between Trenholm and the rest of the bloodsuckers in Europe."
Her mind whirled, and she leaned against the cool crystal walls. "So I'm a bargaining chip?"
Can the king and queen be trusted? What do you think?
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!