19
Arsen
I climb the stairs of the little balcony that Dryas has picked as our meeting place. Each step is heavy, each footfall one closer to the moment when I tell my brothers what I have planned.
I know that my brothers will be angry at my announcement. I know I was meant to do better. Meant to be better at taking over New Orleans. After all, it is what I’ve single-mindedly worked toward for two years.
But then I picture Fiore’s delicate frame, her face smiling, and I just can’t take the chance. Because the ruler of New Orleans needs to be cruel and hard… and most importantly, he can’t have anything worth losing.
If my enemies knew anything about Fiore, or if they figured out that she’s pregnant… she would be snatched off the street so fast, it’s not even funny. I’d give up anything
