FOREVER REIGN (THE ELEMENTALS OF IONA #2) BY V.B. LACEY – eBook Details Online
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Sebastian
The king lounged on his throne, one leg propped atop the other, a glass of
whiskey resting lazily in his hand. It was his second—or third?—and
almost empty; he could practically feel the judgment and condescension
radiating from the lords convening before him. He wanted to see how
quickly he could make the buzzing inside his head drown out the buzzing of
their empty words—that didn’t seem like too much to ask for. Not after he’d
sat through four hours of middle-aged men droning on about which type of
bean should be planted later in the spring and what color to paint the new
wing.
Obviously, all important things that required his utmost attention.
“Your Majesty?” A familiar feminine voice broke him from his musings.
Well, he supposed not all of the council in attendance were middle-aged
men.
If he hadn’t known the owner of that voice so well, he might not have
noticed the hint of exasperation that laced her use of his title. Sebastian
shifted in his seat and raised his eyes from his glass to meet those of dark
green, his jaw twitching involuntarily.
These weren’t the same green eyes that haunted his dreams. No, he hadn’t
looked into those green eyes for three months now.
Annalise Dalgard, his royal advisor and best friend, quirked an eyebrow.
“Your thoughts, sir?”
This palace needs better whiskey.
“Whatever Lord Perrin recommends for crop rotation is fine. Be sure we
send half the goods in the upcoming shipments to the southern territories
that were hit hardest in the storm. And for the love of the gods, I do not care
what color the shelter is painted—just get it up and running, yes?” He
uncrossed his legs and tapped his ring twice on the armrest of his throne,
the heavy crest creating a reverberating clang.
The lords of his council nodded and rose swiftly from the long table at his
dismissal. It had been months since Sebastian had returned to the council
meetings, but the men were still stiff and hesitant in his presence, as if they
expected the cruel tyrant of the last two years to rear his ugly head again.
Sebastian didn’t blame them.
Annalise remained behind as the councilmen exited the throne room. She
was one of the only people who had accepted Sebastian’s miraculous return
without fanfare. She’d taken it in stride: a curt nod, a slight wrinkle across
her brow, and a “took you long enough.”
He wished the rest of the kingdom were so easy to convince. When he’d
returned from Iona, once again a free man, he hadn’t known what to tell his
people.
He and Annalise had come up with some tale of grief and trauma
related to his father’s passing that had affected his mental health, and that
he’d sought help and was improving, ready to enter society again as the
king they once knew. Yet his council, his guards, his staff…they all treated
him like an explosive that could go off at any moment. Nobody trusted him,
and for good reason.
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