Hanleigh loves books more than nearly anything in the world; whether its reading them or writing them, Hanleigh just can't get enough. She's read more books than she can count and owns more books than some libraries.

Trust was a liberty that as Kumari, Bae could not afford, especially after the murder of Bae’s mother, the late Kumari.

The Kumari bloodline had to continue regardless of the cost, even if it was the life of someone she loved.

There were only two things that a Kumari should trust; magic and her seven mates.

The race was on for Bae to find and claim her seven mates before she had to defend her realm from an unknown enemy.

With them, she still might not win, but alone she would definitely fail.

Kumari's Kitsune

Bae's heart was racing as she clung to Armel. Around and around they went, down the winding stairs, the wind attacking them from all directions.


She felt embarrassed as she hid her face from the protectors and Kumaians that surrounded them. She didn't mind Armel carrying her so much as she minded them seeing it. She could only imagine what they probably thought. Here was a Kumari who was supposed to protect the Realm from its enemies, and she couldn't even walk down the stairs without tripping up. It was almost laughable or perhaps more accurately, enough to make Bae want to cry.


Somewhere along the way they ran into Caspet and the others that had followed Armel. They were all out of breath, having struggled to keep up with the Cankurian.


They let him pass with the Kumari and Caspet fell into step behind him.


Fuck off. We can't all be a Cankurian warrior.


Chapter 95: Clinging To Armel