Chapter 119

I whirled on the Queen, my neck hunched into my shoulders. "Abraham agreed. I did my part and - "

Moran laughed. "Gotcha."

"You're not funny."

He grinned at me.

Abraham looked between us in bewilderment.

"Come along and get dressed." Moran's sword disappeared and he held out a hand to help Abraham up. "You're going to love the wedding. There's a chocolate fountain."

"Fruit or graham crackers?" Abraham said.

"Both."

The old man brightened and hopped spryly up. "We'll have to get my tux out of mothballs."

They left the room.

The Queen had been scarily silent for a very long time now.

"He would never have agreed if I threatened him, and then I'd have to follow through and Hedon would still be in danger," I said.

"Gracias, Ashira, for explaining the difference between the carrot and stick."

I swallowed. "Sorry."