~VANNIE~
"We have to kill the King soon," Vannie said, pacing the grounds of the apothecary. After the rather unfortunate events of yesterday, it was imperative that the King be in a casket. And soon. Not a minute longer.
Crom looked at her with amusement. "Why, you seem positively eager, my lady."
She glared at him, hoping that would quell the pounding guilt in her chest and forehead. She had nothing to be guilty for, of course. It was the mate bond and nothing else. Every part of her knew that.
What else would it be that would make her heart trip over itself at the sight of Sin's smile? Why else would she be delighted at the picture of him covered in puppies—puppies for crying out loud!—and find it endearing?
Adorable?
Goddess, enthralling?
She snapped herself back to reality. She
