her later for risking herself like that.
“Please come forward with the remaining deeds,” I called over my shoulder.
One by one, my vampire crew of seven set a bag on the table, some of them carrying two. Tommy collected hers and passed it into my hands.
The kings broke off their stares, and I released a pent-up breath.
This is my show.
I opened the bag and removed the top sheet, setting the page before my mate. It showed the tallies of Fyrlia’s assets against my own in combination with Sundulus’s assets.
Are those numbers correct? I asked him.
He studied the sheet intently.
I left Kyros’s side as he perused the document. Facing the royals at the head of the table, I said, “If Clan Sundulus accepts these gifts, they also accept my terms.”
King Julius lifted his head at that.
Picking up the closest contract, I flicked to the second page. “Regarding the execution of Fyrlia royals. If Clan Sundulus should win, all royal children will be allowed to live.” I squinted at the page. “Oh, hold on. Tommy, could you help me with this part?”
My friend licked her lips, joining me at the head of the table. I held the document so she could see.
Her voice didn’t tremble. “All royal children of Clan Fyrlia will live, barring Trenit Tonyi and Tynan Tonyi.” She said the words and raised her head to look at them on the far side of the king.
“Fucking a human was a bore, but we did enjoy taking turns,” Trenit said, a death metal T-shirt visible beneath his blazer.
Tommy’s gaze dropped to his T-shirt before flicking back up to his face. “Your cock is smaller than your brother’s.”
I snorted, sliding out my phone. Three messages from Fred. What did he want?
That doesn’t bode well.
Passing the phone to Tommy, I shot her a pointed look. She studied the screen for a second and took the phone.
Jillian and Evie peeled out of the amphitheatre after her.
I returned to my conditions. “Special condition one, section two. My true mate, Kyros Atagio, will be allowed to kill Trenit and Tynan Tonyi in any way he deems fit.”
My mate’s mental roar of approval drew a smile to my lips. “King Mikael will, of course, be executed.”
I stared at the queen by his side. “You, I am not so sure of.”
In comparison to Queen Titania, she was nothing. By human standards, she was one of the most beautiful women I’d ever seen. She’d stood in the sidelines as her lover fought for the child of another queen. Though she appeared timid at first glance, her eyes cast down demurely, I was of the opinion that no one could survive Mikael that long without a backbone of steel.
“I killed two of your children,” I said, watching her closely. “Two more will die.”
Her head snapped up, fire dancing in her almond-shaped hazel eyes.
My gaze sharpened. “That’s why I’m unsure if you should live or die. What mother could ever forgive the person who killed her babies—no matter how fucking psychotic three of them are?”
She tried to veil the hatred in her eyes, but it was too late.
“Vladymir,” I called to where he stood as a hulking giant beside Laurel. “How did Queen Zofia treat you and your comrades while you were in her power?”
He bowed low to me. “She was kind to us when she could be, Miss Le Spyre. She treated us like we were people.”
“When her asshole husband wasn’t around, I take that to mean,” I said, pretending to deliberate though I’d already made my choice.
I focused on her again. “You will live, Queen Zofia, because you treated people you considered slaves with respect. Look at me with that hatred in your eyes again, come against me or my loved ones in any way, shape, or form, and I will slaughter all of your children. And you better believe that’s already in the contract and legally binding.”
She wet her lips, eyes rounding slightly.
I pressed my lips together. “I leave it to King Julius’s discretion on how to deal with living Fyrlia royals, but they’re to stay alive.”
Hopefully I don’t live to regret that.
“Special condition two,” I said, reading the contract in my hand. “There will be no further compulsions of Bluff City humans by Clan Sundulus. Section two, the compulsions on the listed names will be removed.”
Lady Treena would be free when Mikael was executed. The compulsion on everyone else would need to be removed willingly.
The clans were growing louder and louder from where they watched on.
“Silence,” the woman