“It’s the way of the world.”
She kind of has a point.
“Can I ask you something?” I say suddenly.
“Err, sure,” she says warily.
“You have kids, many of them…who is the father of the one who will be the future Empress?”
She couldn’t look more surprised if I had turned around and smacked her in the face with a dead fish.
“I…I don’t know,” she stammers. “I don’t have any daughters. Do you?”
“Erm, no. No kids,” I say hastily. “So, you have all sons?”
“Yes.”
“How many?” I ask as casually as I can, and she smirks at me.
“Don’t go all judgy on me, it is expected.”
“Just curious,” I say lightly.
“Hm, sure. But I have seven.”
“Seven?” I croak, feeling a sweat break out. “Seven sons?”
“Yes.” She peers at me closely and elaborates, “Two with Lincoln, two with Xane, two with Cade and one with Finn. Dragon breeding, now that is hard work.”
I gulp. “I don’t want to know. So, no daughters?” I bring the conversation back around to my original query. Maybe because she doesn’t have a relationship with CK. He must be the one.
“Nope. Not yet. I should get back. We really shouldn’t be in each other’s spaces.”
“Yeah, okay. Thank you for telling me everything. I really do appreciate it.”
She nods. “I’ll bring this back to you in a few days.” She picks up the dress and tiara.
“No rush,” I say. “Err, good luck.”
“Thanks,” she says and disappears.
I stand and shake off the knowledge of seven sons and the whole Dragon breeding remark and go to find Cole who is watching TV in the sitting room. So normal in this time of paranormal.
“She gone?” he asks as I snuggle up next to him.
“Yes.”
“What did she want?” he asks with a sidelong look.
“Help with her outfit for her date with her Constantine,” I say.
He snorts. “Oh, what did you suggest?”
“I lent her that blue satin dress I wore to the Council thing last year.”
“Hm, I remember that dress. You looked incredible,” he murmurs.
“Well, she does too. Especially with the Dragon tattoo. She told me everything else I need to know.” And I tell him what she told me.