Zirah POV
The three kings leave and once they are gone, I feel like I can breathe a little easier until I turn my attention to the King. He watches me, then turns side on in his seat giving me his full unwanted attention while leaving one elbow on the table, his fingers drum against the mahogany wood.
“What is it you want?” King Theron asks tilting his head to the side.
“Nothing you can give me unless you know how to raise the dead,” I tell him and his eyes flicker black, his lips pursing as he raises his chin slightly.
“Think of something else. I will give you whatever you want. I’m offering you the four kingdoms, a lavish life full of riches and anything you could possibly desire.” The king snarls and gone is his calm demeanor as his canines elongate. Shelley clears her throat awkwa
