By Laurell K. Hamilton
“I am Princess Meredith, inheritor to a throne—if i will remain alive lengthy sufficient to assert it.” After eluding relentless assassination makes an attempt by way of Prince Cel, her cousin and rival for the Faerie crown, Meredith Gentry, l. a. inner most eye, has a complete new set of difficulties. To develop into queen, she needs to endure a baby ahead of Cel can father one among his personal. yet havoc lies at the horizon: individuals are demise in mysterious, scary methods, and unexpectedly the very lifestyles of where referred to as Faerie is at grave hazard. So now, whereas she enjoys the best pleasures of her existence trying to conceive a toddler with the soldiers of her royal defend, she needs to fend off an historical evil which can break the very cloth of fact. And that’s simply her day activity. . . .From the Paperback version.
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Make yourselves comfortable while I tell Ms. \" She moved at a graceful stride down the steps and across to the far opening that led into a white hallway that vanished somewhere deep within the house. I glanced at Ethan and his two muscle men. He\'d left one of his people outside with Max and Rhys. Marie hadn\'t offered them refreshments, since I guess you didn\'t have to entertain the hired help. Which begged the question, if we weren\'t going to be hired help, then what were we going to be? Did Maeve Reed really just want to visit with other high-court sidhe?
Ethan stood, doing his best to tower over us. \" A clear ringing voice came from behind Ethan. \"Well, if that\'s how you feel, Mr. \" Maeve Reed was standing in the hallway on the edge of the vanilla carpet sea. She didn\'t look happy. ï¿½ Chapter 9 Maeve Reed was using magic to appear more human. She was tall, slender with a bare swell of hips to ruin the line of her tan slacks. Her long-sleeved blouse was pale harvest gold unbuttoned to midchest, giving tantalizing glimpses of tanned flesh and the edge of small firm breasts.
When a person doesn\'t have a single mismatched thing in a room, down to the last light on the Christmas tree, then it\'s not real. It\'s just for show. Marie was tall, slender, dressed in a sleek oyster-white pantsuit that did not flatter her olive complexion or her short brunette hair. In her high-heeled boots she was a touch over six feet, a tall, smiling, twenty-something. \"Ms. Reed will be joining us presently. \" She motioned toward the table set with tea and lemonade. Page 39 Laurell K.
A Caress of Twilight by Laurell K. Hamilton