Defy The Alpha(s) novel Chapter 727

Chapter 727: The One Who Will Kill The Princess

"You’re all dressed up," a voice drawled from the corner of the room as Consort Baron adjusted the last fold of his royal robes.

He did not object when a pair of slim, pearly hands slipped around his waist from behind. Instead, Baron straightened the rich purple fabric calmly while she leaned into him, resting her head against his back.

"Where are you headed to, my love?" she murmured softly.

And yes, this was none other than Celeste, Baron’s lover.

Nearly everyone in the kingdom knew there was no love lost between Queen Seraphira and her consort, Baron. Their union was so toxic that even Baron had no true place in the palace, completely ostracized by the queen herself. It was no secret, then, that he sought elsewhere what Seraphira was expected to give but refused.

Among his many lovers, one stood above the rest.

Celeste.

She was striking, with long dark hair and a willowy grace that made her seem almost fragile at first glance. But beneath that softness was unwavering devotion. Celeste was loyal to Baron to a fault, worshipping him with a fervor that bordered on reverence, as though the ground he walked on was holy simply because it bore his steps.

It didn’t help that Celeste was from Baron’s House, making them kin.

"What do you think?" Baron asked casually, studying his reflection in the Fae mirror. "The princess is making her debut tonight. As her father by law, it’s only proper that I attend and honor it."

At that, Celeste’s lips curled before she scoffed. "Really?" She stepped in front of him and adjusted his robe with the confidence of one who’s done it a thousand times.

When Celeste was through, she tapped absently at his chest, then lifted her gaze to meet his. "I’m guessing you have plans for her tonight?"

Baron laughed softly. "Plans? Oh, I don’t."

"Ron..." Celeste used the endearment, pouting as she slid her arms around his neck. "Don’t keep me waiting." Her fingers tightened slightly, coaxing. "Tell me."

The queen’s concort wrapped an arm around her waist and drew her closer. "I’m not making any moves for now. At least not at this party, and certainly, not during the competition."

Celeste frowned. "Why not? This could be your chance to deal with the little pest before the people grow attached to her." She hesitated, then added darkly, "Or before she grows stronger. You’ve heard the news already. The Queen intends to train her herself."

Baron burst into laughter. It was the kind that scraped against the nerves, and it only made Celeste’s irritation flare hotter.

"Patience, my love. Patience." He tapped her nose lightly, almost fondly, before releasing her waist and taking her hand.

"Just like you," he continued, "Queen Seraphira expects me to make my move. The Fae Queen has suddenly grown a spine now that her daughter is back." His smile thinned. "It proves the old saying, mothers will go to any length for their child. So yes, she’s alert, and very much looking for my head."

Celeste leaned closer. "But she can’t kill you. If you die, she dies."

"Just because she can’t kill me doesn’t mean she can’t imprison me for eternity. All that matters is that I remain alive so she remains alive. And we can’t have that, can we?"

He lifted her chin with a finger, forcing her to meet his gaze. Her pale purple eyes illuminated her worry.

"No," Celeste said. "We can’t."

Baron smiled then. That was exactly why he favored her. She understood him without needing things spelled out.

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