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Feast of Night: The King's Bride

Eve didn't ask for any of it. A tragic childhood, the scorn of the villagers, a mother whose body was never found and a stepmother who constantly tried to get rid of her. They said it was her sins weighing down on her. She was an outcast- the filth that no one wanted around them, yet the beauty everyone wished to possess. When the dark creatures attacked their village, Eve was sacrificed. She was after all, her father's murderer. They were only too happy to push her towards the dark abyss. Her life was burning down in front of her. But that was until she met him. Theodore de la Nuit was tired of living under the shadow of his uncle. He wanted the regency to end. He wanted to clean out the court off of the traitors. He wanted his revenge against the vampires- against those leeches that stole his childhood from him. The monsters took everything from him- his parents, the joy of his first shift and the power that should have been his from birth. When his uncle took an interest in a country bumpkin, he knew that the time had come. He had never seen Luke so caught in the web of any woman. For the first time, the man had dared to lower his guards. He wanted to kill her in front of him and initiate the start of his revenge. But that was until he met her. Will the two kill each other before they give themselves a chance, or will the mate bond bind them against all odds?

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Chapter 70: The trial

"Hey," Eve said, patting the top of the crouched form of Dina gently. 

"Hey." The Walker said, flashing her a sympathetic smile before shifting to her left. 

Eve sat down on the floor, her eyes skimming the place curiously. The narrow corridor that overlooked the large hall below was crowded with patches of white and green. Walkers and servants alike from all over the palace seemed to have settled into their places well before the start of the trial. Thankfully, she had asked the girl to save her a seat, she thought to herself. 

Since the corridor ran through all three walls of the hall below, there was ample space to fit in the hundreds of men and women who were now talking amongst themselves in hushed tones. Most of them had a good view of the audience hall which seated at least a good two hundred night creatures in concentric circles around two raised thrones.