Alpha Nocturne's Contracted Mate

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Ann motioned for them to sit as she took her seat and the breakfast dishes were brought out.

“Goddess, is it going to be like this everytime we eat?” Ann frowned as she watched plate after plate of dishes being unloaded onto the table in front of them.

“I mean, at least we know you’ll never be short of choice.” Adam chuckled.

The seating arrangements were the same at the Royal Table as they had been the night before and Ann found herself seated next to Bartholomew once more.

the tables closest to theirs. Judging by their similarity

herself as she watched the men’s eyes widen at the amount of food in front of them and exchange disbelieving glances before they began piling their plates with

stir already, aren’t they?” Bartholomew chuckled good-naturedly from

Ann answered with a grin, “It never does anyone any harm to be kept on their toes a little. It allows me the opportunity to see the noble’s reactions

casting her a nervous

respect for their contribution to the Kingdom’s safety.” He said carefully, hesitating before continuing, “Ah, your Highness, about

a whole catalog of incidents where I feel that

and experience, not to mention their wisdom that would be invaluable during her time on the

gratefully as his shoulders seemed

you, my Queen.” He said, bowing his head towards her, and holding his hand across his

invited someone to the Enclave who may be able to support with… identification.” Ann continued in hushed tones. “Has there

blanched slightly before shaking his head

to commence though. I too am waiting for an individual to

smile before returning

busy day then,” Adam commented drily and Ann

think that’s probably the understatement of

there are no major issues. Well, unless you count his paranoia that Lexi is going to materialize. I don’t understand it. She’s not even

“They either obsess over her or do everything they can to