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

From his hiding place, Norio watched as Hisoka twice passed by. Neither time did he try to enter the boys' bedchamber and he did not seem at all surprised to find the protectors stood sentinel.


Norio wondered how many times in the last few days the Laoshian had walked the halls in this way. He almost pitied him. He seemed lost, his expression haunted as he passed by.


Much later, sometime in the very early hours of the morning, Gwon-wi came to relieve Norio of his duty.


Norio climbed out of his hiding space, taking the Nunman by surprise.


"One of my son's favourite hiding spots."


"Ah, I see." The Nunman glanced round to see how much space there was in the small crook. "I'm not convinced I'll be able to hide in there."


Norio smirked. "You are rather on the large side," he said cheekily.


"You better not be calling me fat," Gwon-wi chuckled.


"It's pure muscle, you know," he said patting his belly.


Chapter 97: Surveillance