#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.

he’s going to make it much longer,” I say with a sigh, considering my little baby. “Do

surely,” Sinclair says, and I roll my eyes

room. She hasn’t stopped smiling since we walked down the aisle. “She’s having a good time – like I knew she

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

ask, peering up

eyes on the far

Atalaxians.”

say, my heart falling a bit. I saw Calvin for a moment earlier in the day when he came to say hello

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, but I’m

to us tonight hasn’t even attempted to give his congratulations – which is fine by me. Still, I think both of us will be

a little worry twisting

of shouting breaks out from that corner of the

against me with an upset little squeal.

his voice loud as he steps into the middle of a large group of people. My mate keeps his hand around mine though I stand a little back from him, letting

I am not at all surprised that my

around at the people several Atalaxian men, looking chic if rigid in their tuxedos, bristle as they frown at a human woman with her twin daughters pressed tight against her side. The woman looks worriedly around at

to explain, clearly thinking herself in trouble. She gestures towards the little individually wrapped bars of peppermint bark – Cora’s favorite

noticed that…this table hadn’t eaten theirs,” she continues,

growls, looking down at the woman and her children with clear disdain, “even speak to me, let alone beg of

mouth drops open completely in my shock at this horrible man. Seriously? He views human women as so far below

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