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  • Authors: Mary Calmes
  • Language: English
  • Genre: contemporary romance
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As prince consort, I was betting that those who didn’t know me
thought I led a life of leisure. They would be wrong. In fact, leisure,
or more accurately, rest, had not been a part of my life since I met
Varic Maedoc, Prince of the Noreia, of the vampyrs, two years ago.
Most days, I barely had time to breathe, especially lately, completely
entrenched in my role of cadeyrn, or majordomo, both ancient titles that
meant the same thing: that I basically wrangled cats for the king. I oversaw
all the work that had to be done in the palace and on the palace, as in
construction and restoration.

Since the bones of the king’s home, most
notably the hypogea and catacombs beneath it, dated between late third
century and early seventh century, to say that it needed updating was an
understatement. There was still damage from bombs dropped in the Second
World War that had destroyed underground areas of the palace that no one
had ever attempted repairing.

Clearly, what was cosmetic, what could be
seen of the palace, had been the main concern. That was all well and good,
but without reinforced support, the whole thing could, someday, drop into
the catacombs. At the moment I was in charge of shoring up the foundation,
making sure everything remained standing. I was responsible for vampyr
history that most of humankind had no idea existed. The irony was not lost
on me.

Having been placed in my new post a little over a year ago, working
seven days a week, twelve to sixteen hours a day, with spotty time off, I was
beat. And now I was mere hours away from leaving on a well-deserved
vacation. Just the fact that under my leadership the palace was no longer
going to slide into the sea deserved at least a celebratory lunch. Not that
vampyrs ate lunch. They ate nothing at all, only drank. This was a lot of the
issue.

I got tired after spending the better part of twenty-four hours on my feet.
Not them. I got the feeling that many of the people who worked for me
thought I was a slacker when I was asleep on my feet at one in the morning.
But that didn’t matter right now, nothing did, because the following
morning I was flying back to New Orleans for a much-needed visit with my
best friend Ode and to check in with her about the state of our business in
the French Quarter.

I could barely wait. To shed all my responsibilities and
simply be myself, just Jason Thorpe, a nobody in a sea of humans, was
something I’d been looking forward to for the last month. I needed to
recharge, and without Varic here, without the man I loved, the loneliness,
coupled with all that was expected of my station, had been slowly
strangling the life out of me.

Not that I was complaining, merely fading. Quietly. Because along with
work, there was being a member of the royal family. From the outside
looking in, being prince consort would appear to be endless parties and
being surrounded by beautiful people, but that wasn’t all there was. There
was so much to know—etiquette

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