The Heir’s Bargain (OF FIRE AND LIES) by Neena Laskowski EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Neena Laskowski
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My mother tapped her thin, delicate fingers along the stiff fabric
of the couch, her pale pink lips curving down, not quite sure what to do
with me. Because today, I became Fynneares Andros Nadarean, prince and
heir to the Pontian throne, and I was completely and utterly hung over.
When my brother and I returned home last night and retreated to our
rooms, dawn had come quickly. After having gotten only three hours of
sleep before my attendant Jorian woke me for breakfast, I had shouted
harmless obscenities at him to get him to go away. Jorian, however, hadn’t
relented. Apparently, future kings didn’t lie in bed all morning. If I did, that
would, of course, make me appear “indolent and irresponsible to my future
subjects.”
How having breakfast with my nagging mother meant the opposite, I
wasn’t quite sure.
Nevertheless, I was forced to dine with her while Terin was absent, no
doubt flying through dreams while trying to find his own.
Even in the early morning hours, my mother was ever the queen. Not a
strand of hair stuck out from her taut bun; not a single dusting of lint
lingered on her lavender dress. Everything was in its place. Pristine,
polished, flawless.
Her prim posture, however, couldn’t fool me.
The corner of my lip twitched, and I reached for the invisible string that
only I could see and tugged.
“By the gods!” I shouted, squeezing my head between my palms as pain
seared through my brain.
My mother scoffed and set the porcelain teacup on its saucer. “Are you
still so drunk that you are foolish enough to try and weasel your way into
my mind, Fynneares? Didn’t you learn your lesson when you were a boy?”
“Apparently not,” I mumbled, snatching a pastry from the plate.
Maybe I was still drunk after last night’s card game with Terin and the
Wilton brothers.
However, I would never admit that to my mother.
As a child and teenager, I had tried to slip into her mind one too many
times not to know the repercussions now. Her mental shields were well
established, forged in steel, and more impenetrable than our kingdom,
surrounded by dangerous cliffs and protected by the kraken. Yet, it had
never prevented me from trying.
In my twenty-three years, I had only been successful once at slipping
through my mother’s shields.
I was five years old and had begun to discover my ability to read
thoughts. At the time, hearing the thoughts of the grumbling staff and the
other surrounding adults was as if a new world had revealed itself. I had
learned then that adults were not as open as children. Where children often
spoke their minds without concern for any repercussions, adults were closed
lip about anything and everything. This only made me more curious.
Discovering their secrets was like stealing a sweet treat from the kitchen
behind the chef’s back.
Despite being told numerous times to tell my parents about anything
odd I experienced, I kept my ability a secret for a couple of days, too set on
learning everyone’s secrets.
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