Chapter 87
Kamilla stalked into her chambers as Charming hurriedly followed her in.
My lady, hear me out,” he insisted.
Kamilla spun around, making him sharply halt to avoid collision “No!” she whispered fiercely.
Charming’s mouth twitched and Kamilla lifted finger. “This isn’t funny, Charming. We can’t go out there, especially not with her! One wrong word and she’ll suspect-”
“Don’t worry! I can easily pretend to be Viktor,” said Charming
Kamilla scoffed and crossed her arms. “Right. That’s why you gave two people from enemy Kingdoms your blessing on their marriage and nearly caused us a war.”
Charming blinked. “I did? Really?” Kamilla tilted her head. Charming waved a hand. “Well, that’s in the past! I assure you that today…” He grinned. “I will be deserving of an actor’s trophy!”
Kamilla sighed. “An Oscar?”
Charming’s smile dimmed. “Pardon? Oscar who?”
Throwing her head back, Kamilla groaned and walked further into her chambers. After the disbelief at his question had worn off, she found herself unable to fight the grin. He actually said ‘Oscar who?‘. Kamilla leaned over her dresser in a fit
of laughter.
Charming looked confused. “My lady, are you alright?”
She waved a hand back at him, her chest too thick with laughter to speak.
Shrugging, Charming walked across the room. “Well… I don’t mean to be less of a gentleman, but… will you permit me to go through your closet to find clothing charming enough to throw that young lady off her high horse? We haven’t much time.” queried Charming, already eyeing Kamilla’s closets with interest.
Straightening, Kamilla dabbed at her eyes, her mouth still curved in a grin as the last chuckles died off. “What?” she asked him. “Why?”
Charming smiled mischievously. “Correct me if I’m wrong, Kamilla… but I sense something a little unfriendly between you and the purple–haired woman.” He narrowed his eyes in conspiracy. “She’s your nemesis, is she not? Over Viktor, I mean.”
Kamilla snorted with laughter. “Like hell! I don’t see why I should be nemesises with someone like her!”
Charming squinted. “Nemesises isn’t a word, Kamilla.”
Kamilla waved it away. “It is now. What did you want to say about her?”
“Ah, yes! So, it is clear to me that she challenges you for Viktor’s attention. While I am here, and Viktor isn’t, how about I help her understand that you and you alone are his mate?” Charming inclined his head, grinning evilly at Kamilla.
Kamilla gasped. “Charming! How sly and devious of you!” She scoffed and slowly shook her head in disapproval. Charming’s expression didn’t change. Very slowly Kamilla’s own grin widened to match his and she winked one green eye.
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Chapter 87
“Let’s do it!”
Demetrius’s mouth dropped wide open when he saw Kamilla as she and Charming appeared in the dining hall where he was seated with the Legion and Sasha.
de around to see.
“Holy shit…” muttered Xavier, causing the others at the table to turn
Kamilla grinned as she approached, her bottom tucked in skin–tight black slacks and her top, an off–shoulder, cropped Hispanic style floral top that covered her arms, but left her neck, shoulders and mid–section tantalizingly bare.
Charming leaned over as they walked. “See? I told you. The secret is neck, neck and more neck. Vampires go nuts for it.”
He then giggled, making Kamilla’s grin grow wider as she tried to hold back her own laughter. Who would have thought she’d ever hear a giggle out of Viktor’s mouth?!
“My Queen,” said all the guys at once as they stood, all trying very hard to not ogle her in their King’s presence.
Kamilla smiled sweetly at a glaring Sasha and patted the sexily messy bun on top of her head as Charming snapped a finger before the staring group.
They jumped and turned to him, all bowing apologetically. Murmurs of “Good morning, King,” spread across the group.
Kamilla glanced up at Charming and was amazed to find the most stern, uninterested, Viktor–like expression on his face.
“Where’s Damon?” he questioned.
“Uh, h–he’s in… your office. Doing work,” answered Demetrius his eyes still on Kamilla. “You look amazing, my Queen,” he told her with a smile.
Charming tilted his head. “That’s enough staring.”
Kamilla almost cackled aloud. He sounded just like Viktor!
Charming looked at Sasha who looked like she was shooting laser beams out of her eyes. Very deliberately, he wra arm around Kamilla’s waist, pulling her closer.
“Uh, Sasha?” he called to her.
Her angry gaze snapped up to him and quickly softened. “Y–yes, Viktor?”
“Let’s go. Kamilla wants to be back before three pm.”
With that, he tugged Kamilla and began to lead her away as Sasha followed from behind.
Kamilla was vibrating with supressed laughter.
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