VALERIA

He looked at me and then down at my slightly rounded belly.

"Prince Zarek, we need to talk about absolutely everything. For my family’s sake, I’m willing to reconsider everything about our races," Aldric stepped forward, facing him dominantly, making me proud that he had decided to let go of his hatred.

"Alright, but first, breakfast. Let’s all eat, and then we’ll talk," Zarek proposed, inviting us into a massive dining hall where I devoured an exquisite breakfast of bacon and eggs.

My stomach was like a bottomless pit, and that was with me drinking Aldric’s blood like an alcoholic with a barrel of beer.

Some time later, we found ourselves seated in a lounge.

Each couple relaxed on comfortable sofas in front of a warm fire, surrounded by drinks and desserts in a laid-back atmosphere.

I had expected us to head straight to the throne room for negotiations, with us women holding back our beastly husbands to stop them from tearing each other’s throats out. But things didn’t go tha