#Chapter 447- Reception Ella

Cora and Roger’s reception goes late into the night, which is just fine by me because for the first time this week? Sinclair and I haven’t been the focus of the attention, and we just get to party.

I mean, that’s not completely true. We’re still the King and the Queen of our nation and we can’t ignore our duties entirely. But it’s much, much easier when Cora and Roger are the ones who work their way around the room, greeting all of their guests and thanking them for their attendance.

I smile as I sip at my soda during a break in the dancing, watching as Roger holds Cora close to his side as they chat to some people I don’t know old friends of Cora’s from med school, I think.

“He hasn’t kept his hands off her all night,” Sinclair says, laughing a little. I grin up at him. “Look who’s talking,” I say, glancing down at his own arm wrapped firmly around me.

“What can I say,” he murmurs, grinning down at me. “You’re very touchable.”

Rafe, resting sleepily against my chest, gives a little squeak that makes us laugh.

“Don’t worry, baby,” Sinclair says, lowering his head to kiss Rafe’s soft hair. “You’re very cute too, I haven’t forgotten.”

Rafe grumbles a little but relaxes, his eyes drifting closed against me.

say with a sigh, considering my little baby. “Do you think the party will miss

Sinclair says, and I roll my eyes a little at his flattery, “but I’m sure everyone will forgive.

I say, eyeing my sister across the room. She hasn’t stopped smiling since we walked down the aisle. “She’s having a good time – like I knew she would. Cora always thinks she doesn’t want a fuss until she gets it, and

have you,” Sinclair says. We relax for a moment, me considering my escape, but then I feel Sinclair go stiff

I ask, peering

murmurs, his eyes on the far side of

Atalaxians.”

he came to say hello and to congratulate Cora, but he’s the only Atalaxian that I can

delegations from foreign nations were invited to the ceremony and the reception in full. But earlier, when I saw that my uncle actually had the gall

he still there?” I ask, trying to stand on my tiptoes to see,

am. Xander hasn’t tried to talk to us tonight hasn’t even attempted to give his congratulations – which is fine by me. Still, I think both of us will be much happier when he’s

the group of foreigners across the room, and I feel a little worry twisting inside me.

deal of shouting breaks out from that corner of the room and my

across the room. I hurry my pace to keep up with his long strides, almost running, and Rafe wakes up against me with an upset little squeal. I send calm thoughts down the bond to him to let him know that all is well, and he quiets,

group of people. My mate keeps his hand around mine though I stand

problem, and I am not at all surprised that my uncle is at the center

tuxedos, bristle as they frown at a human woman with her twin daughters pressed tight

were hoping to have more of the candy,” she says, looking up at Sinclair and trying to explain, clearly thinking herself in trouble. She gestures towards the little individually wrapped bars of peppermint bark

she continues, her

woman and her children with clear disdain, “even

horrible man. Seriously? He views human women as so far below him that

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