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would have been like, what she may have looked like. It was depressing to her to think how much she had lost in just seconds. Taking a deep breath, Mel turned back to her friend and aide, Chantal.
    “Tell him to give me thirty minutes and then contact my mother and grandmother. If you can also get Sara here, I would be very grateful. Did he say which member of the Council he had backing from?”
    “Yes, my lady, all of them. I will see what I can do about your family. And I will have Marshall bring in tea and cakes. I believe that the demon is allergic to the tea.”
    Mel was still grinning when her mother came in ten minutes later. Sometimes humor came at the most unexpected times, she thought, as she hugged her mom.
    “Chantal tells me that Marlus is up to his old tricks again. That man has a lot of nerve. You know he tried this same trick on me when I was in labor with you. He told the Council that I was incapacitated and should I die during the birth he was more than willing to step in and take over.
    I thought your father was going to cut his throat. Of course we had to tell the simpleton that our breed does not die. I hope he has the balls to not wear long sleeves. I gave him quite a mark the last time he was here. See if you can read his tat.”
    “Oh, Mom. He may have a valid point this time. He is correct in what he’s saying. I am unbound and childless. Chantal said that he has the backing of the entire Council on this.”
    “Poppycock. That man will suffer greatly for his stupidity. What are you going to do?”
    “See him. He should be here in about ten minutes. Where’s Grandma? I’d like to face him with full force.”
    “She and your grandfather are on another honeymoon. If you ask me, I think they are the horniest people I’ve ever met. Good heavens! They go at it as much as Sara and that Aaron do.
    Why, I caught them doing it on the table the other morning. They are quite nimble for beings their age, I must say.”
    “Mother. Remember the rules? You are never to discuss your sex life, Grandma’s sex life, or anybody else’s sex life with me. I don’t now, nor do I ever want to think about any one of you having sex in any way, shape, or form. Do I make myself clear?”
    “Yes, darling. But how do you think…”
    “No! Do not finish that sentence! Now. We are going to pretend that you and I were
    discussing the weather and then we’ll let Marlus in. All right?”
    “I didn’t know that I had such a prude as a daughter. But all right, if it helps you to sleep at night, then we won’t discuss how you were conceived. We found you under a rock. Is that better?”
    “Yes. Yes, I believe it is. Now, what do I do with Marlus?”
    “Fuck him?”
    Mel shuddered and walked to her throne room. Some days, like today, she felt all of her forty-five hundred years. She decided that as soon as possible, she was going to take a long vacation somewhere fun. Maybe she would go to Cedar Point. Duncan had told her he had had a great time there with Sara and the children last month. And the pictures he had shown her looked fun. She remembered fun, sort of.
    Marlus walked in just as Mel and her mother sat down. Sara had said she would be there in a jiffy, whatever that was, and to not do anything stupid until Sara could bail her out. Mel snorted.
    As if she would, she thought.
    “Marlus, would you like some tea?” He backed away from the tray as if it had been a snake.
    Mel sat down with another smile. “I’d like to know what you think you’re doing. You’ve come to take my kingdom, have you? Molavonta is not up for discussion. I’m the ruler of this realm and all the realms surrounding it. Magic is mine, not to be bartered with by the likes of you.”
    “My queen, I only have the people’s best interest at heart. They need a sovereign that will make sure the rules are followed. How do you expect them to follow you when you can’t even abide by them yourself? You are in violation of the laws set forth