behind the door. Meg
sank to the bed and took a deep breath. She had thought Beckett was a
lot to deal with. He hadn’t actively tried to seduce her. Cian had just
made a declaration of intent.
“He’s a charmer, that one,” Flanna was saying with a chuckle as
she walked to the small closet. She went on tiptoes to open the door
and pulled down a sumptuous-looking gown. She turned back to Meg.
“I wouldn’t bother trying to hold him off, Your Highness. He’ll be in
your bed before you know it. No woman can hold off Cian Finn when
he wants them.”
“What about Maris?” The name came straight into her head. She
searched her new memories. The blonde Fae bondmate was named
Maris.
Flanna looked surprised. She handed the dress to Meg. “He
performed a true bonding, then?”
“So he tells me,” Meg replied. The dress was sapphire blue with
flowing skirts. There was delicate embroidery around the bodice.
“She was his fiancée?”
The small woman nodded. “She was engaged to the princes at a
very young age. Their father chose her. She came from impeccable
bloodlines. She was very much the lady.”
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While the other woman’s voice had been even, there was hostility
there as well. Meg regarded Flanna astutely. “You didn’t think she
was right for Cian?”
“I didn’t think she was right for either of them,” Flanna said.
“Come along, Your Highness. I will help you get dressed while we
gossip. It’s a sacred thing in a royal court, and I’ve missed having a
queen to gossip with.”