I held out my right hand, and the queen was forced to take it in her own. I had counted on obliging the queen to follow the human custom of shaking hands, and I was mighty relieved when she did. Quinn had passed from the queen to the king, and he said, “Your Majesty, I’m sure you remember me. I was the event coordinator at your wedding. Did the flowers turn out like you wanted?”
Somewhat startled, Peter Threadgill turned his large eyes on Quinn, and Jade Flower kept her eyes on what her king did.
Trying very hard to keep my movements swift but not jerky, I pressed my left hand and what was in it onto the queen’s wrist. She didn’t flinch, but I think she thought about it. She glanced down at her wrist to see what I’d put on it, and her eyes closed in relief.
“Yes, my dear, our visit was lovely,” she said, at random. “Andre enjoyed it very much, as did I.” She glanced back over her shoulder, and Andre picked up his cue, and inclined his head to me, in tribute to my supposed talents in the sack. I was so glad to get the ordeal over with that I smiled at him radiantly, and he looked a shade amused. The queen raised her arm slightly to beckon him closer, and her sleeve rode up. Suddenly Andre was smiling as broadly as I was.
Jade Flower was distracted by Andre’s movement forward, and her eyes followed his. They widened, and she was very much not smiling. In fact, she was enraged. Mr. Cataliades was looking at the sword on Jade Flower’s back with a completely blank face.
Then Quinn was dismissed by the king and it was my turn to pay homage to Peter Threadgill, King of Arkansas.
“I hear that you had an adventure in the swamps yesterday,” he said, his voice cool and indifferent.
“Yes, sir. But it all worked out okay, I think,” I said.
“Good of you to come,” he said. “Now that you have wrapped up your cousin’s estate, I am sure you will be returning to your home?”
“Oh, yes, quick as can be,” I said. It was the absolute truth. I would go home providing I could just survive this evening, though at the moment the chances weren’t looking too good. I had counted, as well as I was able in a throng like this. There were at least twenty vampires in the room wearing the bright Arkansas outfit, and perhaps the same number of the queen’s homies.
I moved away, and the Were couple that had entered after Quinn and me took my place. I thought he was the lieutenant governor of Louisiana, and I hoped he had good life insurance.
“What?” Quinn demanded.
I led him over to a place against the wall, and gently maneuvered him until his back was against it. I had to face away from any lip-readers in the room.
“Did you know the queen’s bracelet was missing?” I asked.
He shook his head. “One of the diamond bracelets the king gave her as a wedding present?” he asked, his head ducked to baffle any watchers.
“Yes, missing,” I said. “Since Hadley died.”
“If the king knew the bracelet was missing, and if he could force the queen to acknowledge that she’d given it to a lover, then he would have grounds for divorce.”
“What would he get then?”
“What wouldn’t he get! It was a vampire hierarchal marriage, and you don’t get any more binding than that. I think the wedding contract was thirty pages.”
I understood much better now.
A beautifully dressed vampire woman wearing a gray-green gown strewn with gleaming silver flowers raised her arm to get the attention of the crowd. Gradually the assembled people fell silent.
“Sophie-Anne and Peter welcome you to their first joint entertainment,” the vamp said, and her voice was so musical and mellow that you wanted to listen to her for hours. They should get her to do the Oscars. Or the Miss America pageant. “Sophie-Anne and Peter invite all of you to have a wonderful evening of dancing, eating, and drinking. To open the dancing, our host and hostess will waltz.”
Despite his glitzy surface, I thought Peter might be more comfortable doing a square dance, but with a wife like Sophie-Anne, it was waltz or nothing. He advanced on his wife, his arms at the ready to receive her, and in his carrying vampire voice he said, “Darling, show them the bracelets.”