Curves For My Kings (Volturi Kings)

Chapter Twenty-Four

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

(This chapter had two songs was abcdefu - GAYLE and I Pray For You - Jaron and the long road to love)

"So," I mumbled quietly knowing full well the whole room could hear me, "I just wait here until Aro gives the signal then pop out and be like 'Sup bitch! I'm not dead!' Right?"

Felix snickered, causing Demitri to shoulder check him, then reply, "Yes, Sophia, I suppose that's correct."

Demitri for all his seriousness and captain of the guard looked like he was struggling not to laugh as well. I was tucked snuggly between the two guards with one of Jane's cloaks covering me from sight as pretty much every member of the coven filed into the room, one by one. I chose to dress the part of a queen as from this day forward that is exactly what I would be so I had on a flared dress of cream and blue gray that had golden embroidered flowers sewn into the three quarter sleeves, bust and skirt. I felt truly beautiful. Jane had done my hair for me into a soft half updo with curls framing my face.

My beautiful children were given the honor of 'escorting' the head bitch down from her tower to the throne room per their request. I guess my little Janey wanted to watch Sulpicia on what was essentially her death march. Heck I'd have loved to observe it as well but me being alive had to remain a little secret for now.

My throat was starting to burn again and I was silently praying the bitch would slip and we could kill her fast so I could go find a vampire capri-sun. Vampirism is great except for the constant feeling of having fire in my throat. Marcus told me it would lessen as I got older. He and his brothers felt it but barely and they rarely needed to actually feed now unless they were expecting a fight. I then pointed out that it was stupid because how often are your enemies going to announce a surprise attack.

My three kings sat looking royal as could be, with court robes draped over their shoulders and their crests shining in the evening light. Aro, ever the picture of grace and jovial excitement, sat patiently in his throne, ready to hand down the death sentence to his ex bitch. Caius the angry little bunny had his eyes narrowed at the doors and looked wound tight and ready to pounce the second they opened. Marcus is something I couldn't begin to describe. He stood by his throne, leaning on it with one arm, his back straight and eyes alert while he scanned the lines of the room to weed out any potential sympathizers. There was something in his eyes though, that told me he would show no mercy as mercy had not been given to me. He wanted to spill venom and make an example of any traitors.

Fuck me, if that isn't hot as hell!

The quiet sound of heel clicking on stone echoed toward the throne room doors as my children approached with the wicked witch so I gave one last glance at my mates and pulled back further, tucking myself into Demitris' side to make sure I was hidden.

The doors were opened and in they came, Jane the picture of calm happiness mixed with vengeance that was barely hidden beneath the surface. Alec hid his feelings a little better and stood aside with a cool acceptance that justice would be handed down and he would get to watch if not participate at least a little if the former queen got out of hand.

Supicia looked calm and collected but her mask did waver slightly when she took in the full audience and then observed the kings at their thrones.

"Supicia! Dear Sulpicia, I trust your walk from the tower was pleasant, hmm?" Aro called out as the doors were closed and barred behind her. There was false kindness dripping from his tone and I knew she could tell. She had been married to the man for thousands of years.

"Yes, Aro Dearest. My walk was fine. Are we entertaining some guests I am not aware of? There are a fair few people here, My Love." Sulpicia answered back, her own voice honey sweet and full of false innocence.