"That was the former king…" Luna insisted.
"Your Highness, I realize that werewolves do not like to share. It is a trait we vampires have marvelled at for ages. But this decision will cause an uprising."
"It will be as the throne says it will be." Damien's voice cracked through the murmurs. His next words, however, carried a bite of mockery. "If anyone has a problem with that, they can make Isolde their concubine." Luna allowed the smallest flicker of a smirk to ghost across her lips.
The council bowed in acknowledgement.
"Isolde will be taken care of," Damien continued. "She will live like the mother of a prince, just not in the castle." His decree was both merciful and cruel.
Councilman Richard stepped forward with a bow. "Your Highness, would you want me to continue to look in on her regularly, and to ensure her medical care in the meantime?" Luna's eyes narrowed subtly. Was Richard genuinely loyal, or simply hungry for leverage?
