things. It would be up to Sterling to be ready for what she hadn’t mentioned.
The next couple of hours were a blur of giving orders to the royal
tailors and jewel craftsmen and making sure the rest of his tasks were done, so that he’d be prepared when the time came for departure. He
also double-checked some of the information the Oracle had given
him. According to her, the Cunninghams had somehow managed the
elves and the sprites. Sterling knew the elders of these nations
personally, and he didn’t think any clash would exist between them.
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The relationships with the vampire coven and merfolk were a bit more
strained, but nothing that could not be handled. Of course, Sterling wondered how in the world the Cunninghams had gotten over the fact
that a siren had essentially cursed their youngest son so easily. In
some things, the shifters were a mystery to him.
At the same time, Sterling was curious as to how Skylar
Cunningham meant to pull off a wedding where so many different
people would be invited. It was clear that Winter needed Sterling
there since the day of his marriage would rapidly turn into just a
political event without his intervention.
A few hours after his conversation with Jayna, the shifter he’d
been studying finally contacted him. Sterling’s assistant announced an incoming call from Skylar Cunningham, and Sterling took it on his
personal line. Sidhe might be conservative creatures, but they still owned phones. When he activated the connection, Skylar’s face
popped up on the vid screen.
“Greetings, Your Majesty,” the shifter said politely. “I’m glad to
see you so well.”
Sterling suppressed a grimace. Skylar’s voice was empty of any
deception or irony, but Sterling knew better than to believe the
seahorse held any fond sentiment for him. He had no patience for
schemes now or for the shifter trying to be a smart-ass.
“And good tidings to you as well, Mr. Cunningham,” he replied.
“I trust you are calling about Winter’s wedding?”
A brief flicker of surprise flashed over Skylar’s face before the
seahorse quickly masked it. “Indeed.” He released a small laugh. “It
seems the proverbial cat is out of the bag. I’d hoped to give you the good news myself.”
“Well, you didn’t expect me to leave Winter alone with no
supervision for one year, right?” He arched a brow at Skylar, secretly amused at making the seahorse worry about his security. In fact, it
might not hurt if the Cunninghams added a few more guards. It could
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actually help save Winter. “Not that I don’t trust you to keep him safe, but as his closest kin, I am entitled to watch over him.”
“Of course.” Nothing in Skylar’s tone of expression revealed what
he thought about Sterling’s words. “I assume you know we’ll be
having many distinguished guests.”
“Quite,” Sterling replied. “I’m making preparations as we speak
for Winter to look exactly like what he is. Royalty.”
For the first time, Skylar beamed, and Sterling actually thought
the smile genuine. He was struck by how beautiful that expression
made the seahorse. Shaking himself, he focused on the conversation.
“That’s excellent,” the seahorse said. “Winter has told us a lot about Sidhe traditions, but we’d never be able to achieve such a ceremony
without your aid.”
Sterling supposed the comment was meant as a temporary olive
branch and decided to take it. “I have my men working on what is
needed as we speak. I will be flying into Los Angeles tonight if that’s all right with you.”
“That’s perfect,” Skylar replied. “We will be honored to have
you.”
“And now, if I may, could I speak to my nephew? I’m sure he
must be around there somewhere.”
Sterling had anticipated a refusal from Skylar’s part, but the
seahorse just summoned Winter. The younger Sidhe appeared on the
vid screen, looking a
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