Xerxies must try and live her life with three kings who try to love her.
One, hair as dark as a raven's wing, has seen all of the dark and light in her life and still stands strong, loving her and waiting for her.
The one with hair as fair as the...
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Xerxies stood with one bag in hand while Crowley held the other one, he demanded to carry it, for what reason she was unsure. The Cullens had already gotten on the jet, but Xerxies hadn't, why? She was waiting.
The kings had told her they would see her off, and the little girl in the cage wouldn't shut up until she decided to wait for them. So here she stood, one bag slung over her shoulder while Crowley held the handle of her suitcase, a scowl on her face, and one earbud in as the song 'Fighting For' played straight to her brain.
"Whatever is taking them so long, better be important." Xerxies was growing impatient, she wished to leave as soon as she could so she could see her dad again.
"We're right here, Farfalla, Demetri and Felix were throwing fits." Aro smiled at Xerxies from where he had flashed to her side along with his brother's and the twins.
"They were upset we didn't pick them to go with you." Marcus chuckled softly as he smiled down at his mate softly, silently wishing for her to change her mind and not leave.
"They'll get over it. We need them here anyways." Caius scoffed as he rolled his eyes, still trying to play the role of douche, well to a point.
"I'm sure." Xerxies sighed as she smiled at Jane and Alec. "You two can go ahead and get on the jet if you wish, I'm sure I won't be too much longer. Crowley will join you as well, he needs to put my suitcase away." The Demon King only rolled his eyes and waved her off.
