Chapter Twelve
Fleur
“You left him….” Mae, my mother’s voice was strident. As always when she was mad at me, she made me feel like a child again. And not a fully grown adult with a life outside of my family home. Everyone always assumed that my father was the tough one. He was the legendary dragon Requiem after all but growing up it had always been my mother who laid down the law.
Maybe it was because she had broken the law so many times in her youth, maybe she was just making up for the fact that she was a tiny woman and had a major case of napoleon syndrome. I didn’t know and it didn’t really matter.
I was an adult. I didn’t need to be scolded like a child.
Not bothering to turn to her, I carried on rummaging in the fridge for what I needed. Which was a very cold bottle of wine. I
