UnknownChapter Ten I set out to Dorian with a sense of foreboding, made worse by the fact that I wore a skirt with a slit all the way up to my hip. Both Shaya and Nia had wanted me to go see him in a dress, arguing it befitted my station and would endear me to Dorian. I’d argued that I wouldn’t be able to ride in a dress, and this slit thing had been their solution. And like always, I had a handful of guards in tow. Their constant presence still continued to make me feel like a child. In this case, a kind of slutty child. In keeping with the Otherworld’s bizarre geography, we passed through another village. My visit was brief, just long enough to see how they were doing. Their situation wasn’t too different from Westoria’s, though they had a woman who was pretty adept at finding water sources. Her technique, the way she wove magic, was more skilled than mine, though she didn’t possess my strength. After observing her, I mimicked what she did and managed to find a spot ripe for well-digging. The dress kept me from getting out there and shoveling along with them, but it didn’t matter. I left regarded as a savior yet again. Reaching Dorian’s took less time than it had taken to get to Maiwenn’s. Unlike that journey, much of our trip today passed primarily through my own land, with no respite in one of the more temperate kingdoms. The heat beat down on us, and I sweated profusely into the violet silk of my dress. I would have given anything for a breeze, anything to stir that stagnant air. My own Tucson was often windy; I didn’t get why the Otherworldly version wasn’t. My father had been able to control all things connected with storms: water, air, charged particles, temperature, et cetera. So far, I only had a hold of water, but every once in a while I could feel the air with the same senses that could touch and control water. Reaching out now, I had that same experience: I could sense the air. It hummed to me. It called. But when I called back, nothing happened. Over and over I tried, attempting the same technique I used with water, urging it to bend and stir and cool me off. Nothing. I finally gave up when Dorian’s castle came into sight. It was stone like mine and somehow managed to be both imposing and graceful. Where once I had been greeted with hostility and suspicion, I was now welcomed with respect and a fair amount of groveling. And, yeah, some wariness too. My guards were led away, and Dorian’s servants fell all over me, offering me any refreshment I wanted. I declined. I simply wanted to get these negotiations done with. A servant led me to an opulently decorated chamber and announced me, titles and all. Dorian sat there, casual in a long-sleeved, cream-colored shirt, leaning over a chess board. An old man with a beard that went all the way to the floor sat opposite him. Dorian’s green-gold eyes lifted at my name, and he broke out into a dazzling smile. Honestly. The man was too good-looking sometimes, and he knew it. A moment later, Dorian turned a disapproving glance toward his chess partner. �śBy the gods, Kasper. Have you no manners at all? The Thorn Queen is here. Show some respect before I have you flogged.” I started to protest as the old man rose. The hunched-over posture he’d held in the chair appeared to be permanent, and it took him forever to actually get up. He managed something that passed for a bow�"really, it was hard to tell the difference between that and his normal stance�"and gave me a grave �śYour majesty.” And as the old man’s back was to the board, Dorian leaned over and moved some of the pieces around. I opened my mouth, more in shock than to make any sort of protest. Dorian raised one finger to his lips in a shushing motion. I swallowed my comments and smiled at Kasper. �śThank you. Please sit down again.” �śAnd you, my dear,” said Dorian. �śCome join us.” The servant who’d led me in hastily pulled a velvet-cushioned chair over to the chess table. I thanked him and sat down, crossing my legs out of habit. When I saw half the skirt spill over and reveal nearly the whole length of my leg, I hastily uncrossed them. Dorian saw the leg, of course. He always saw everything. Kasper’s eyes, underneath his bushy gray brows, were fixed on the board. He made a play, capturing one of Dorian’s pieces. Dorian frowned briefly, then put his smile back on as he turned to me. �śYou are radiant as always,” he said. �śThat dress is particularly lovely. Kasper, look at her. Do you see the way that shade matches her eyes?” Kasper looked like he wanted to study the board, but he turned to me obediently and gave a quick bob of the head. �śYes, your majesty. Most becoming.” Dorian quickly swapped a few more pieces and then put on a look of deep pondering when Kasper turned back around. With a sigh, Dorian moved his bishop. �śNot my greatest play, but it’ll have to do.” He seized one of Kasper’s pieces. The move clearly took Kasper by surprise, not all that astonishing considering the pieces weren’t where they’d been the last time he looked. He studied the board for almost a minute and then moved a knight, though it didn’t yield a capture. �śEugenie, you look as though you’ve been stranded in a desert,” mused Dorian. �śBut then, I suppose that’s the case, isn’t it? Such a shame, all those towns suffering and starving, towns like Songwood.” The old man looked up sharply, eyes wide as he stared at me. �śSongwood?” �śSongwood?” I asked in equal confusion. Dorian covertly moved more pieces. �śI was born in Songwood,” said Kasper. �śPeople are starving there?” �śOh, wait,” said Dorian. �śSongwood’s in the Willow Land, isn’t it? Sorry for the scare. I was thinking it had been part of Aeson’s kingdom. I’m sure Songwood’s perfectly fine.” He studied the board for a moment and then deftly moved his queen. �śCheckmate.” Kasper gaped. �śThat’s not�Ś” His eyes roved over the board, no doubt looking for any possible way to counter Dorian’s move. �śYou can’t fight against the queen,” said Dorian glibly. �śOnce she’s decided to take the king, you might as well give in and enjoy it.” I rolled my eyes. Kasper sighed. �śExcellent game, your majesty.” Dorian gave him a comforting pat as the old man stood up. �śDon’t take it so hard. You played pretty decently yourself. Sloppy here and there, but who knows? There’s always next time.” Kasper gave another wizened bow and then left us alone. I gave Dorian a censuring look. �śYou’re a bad man. You should be ashamed of yourself.” �śHardly,” he said. �śThat man’s the grand chess champion of seven kingdoms. A little humbling will do him good. And speaking of humbling, shall we get on to our business?” He stood up and extended a hand to me. I didn’t take it and simply followed as he walked over to the far side of the room. He sank down onto an ivory satin couch while I chose a velvet loveseat the same color as my dress. I felt adrift in a sea of purple. Dorian produced a stack of parchment from a nearby table. �śThere you are. Just sign, and we can get this out of the way.” I flipped through the papers, astonished. I didn’t understand most of it. It detailed amounts and shipments of assorted goods, listed interest rates, and laid out some sort of schedule. I gave Dorian an incredulous look. �śWhat happened to negotiating?” He poured two glasses of white wine from a carafe that sat on the table to his other side. �śOh, come now. You don’t want to actually do that. I don’t want to do that. So why waste our time? I assure you, the terms are very, very generous. Probably more generous than you deserve, considering the way you toy with my affections. Your people will be getting a lot of goods on faith for copper that has yet to materialize.” �śThen why did you make me come here?” �śDo you have to ask?” �śNo,” I grumbled, signing my name with a quill. A quill. Honestly. �śYou’re a bad man.” �śI try. Wine?” He gestured to the glass he’d poured for me. I shook my head. �śWouldn’t want you to run out. So, I guess me sitting here is part of the price I pay for my kingdom’s food. What do you want to do now?” His eyes held mine over the top of his wineglass. �śI could make up a list of things to do longer than that contract.” Yeah. I’d set myself up for that one. �śOkay, then. What would you like to talk about?” �śYou,” he said. �śAnd why you never come see me.” �śYou know why. Because you used me and stuck me with that kingdom.” �śYou sure do hold a grudge. Is that a human trait?” �śIt’s a Eugenie trait.” He smiled. �śOf course. You know, Rurik tried to rape you, yet now you welcome him with open arms.” �śThat’s not exactly how I’d put it.” �śYou know what I mean. How can you forgive him and not me?” I looked down at my lap and played with the dress’s fabric. I didn’t have a good answer for that. Rurik had really been a total asshole when we’d met, yet now I took him as a normal fixture around my household. Why did I hold such animosity for Dorian? Because things hadn’t started as hostile between us, I realized. Sure, I hadn’t trusted him initially, but he’d never done me any true harm. I had grown to like him�"care about him, even�"which made what he’d done hurt that much more. Dorian was the one who’d guided me through claiming the Thorn Land after we’d killed Aeson in a pretty horrific battle. I’d simply followed Dorian’s direction, having no clue what I was doing until it was too late. Once I realized what I’d been stuck with, I’d felt like every interaction with Dorian had been one big setup. It had seemed like his endgame the whole time had been to oust Aeson and give me that land so that Dorian could eventually control it. That was why I resented him. Are you sure that’s it? a sneaky voice inside me wanted to know. No, there might be more. Even I could admit that to myself. The truth was I’d developed physical and emotional attachments to Dorian, and I didn’t want them. I didn’t want to be bound to someone like him, someone who was full-blooded gentry�"and had the annoying tendency to make me lose control. Slamming up walls of animosity between us was a way to protect myself. �śWhat are you thinking?” Dorian asked, sparing me from his other question. �śI was wondering if I just blindly signed my name to sexual favors in that contract.” �śDamn,” he said. �śI wish I’d considered that.” From the tone of his voice, I think he meant it. �śOh, well. Perhaps next time since I’m sure this will be the first of many dealings between our kingdoms.” �śI hope not.” For a moment, he almost looked hurt. �śIs it that painful coming here?” I felt bad. �śNo, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it like that. I mean�ŚI hope I don’t need any more help. I hope things will just work themselves out in the Thorn Land.” His easy smile returned as he finished off his wine. He reached for my untouched glass. �śWell, according to rumor, things are on the mend, thanks to the omnibenevolent Thorn Queen. Why, I heard the other day that you were out digging ditches and feeding orphans. It’s a wonder you have the time for that, what with your hypocritical job of battling your own subjects in the human world.” �śMy subjects don’t cross into the human world,” I said loftily. Of course, the irony was that might not be true, not if the evidence surrounding those girls was any indication. �śAnd I never did any of that other stuff. I just found water.” He tsked, eyes sparkling with delight. �śYes, which is a hundred times more than most monarchs do. You’re out with your people, maybe not working beside them exactly, but it’s close enough. They think you’re some kind of messiah. I guess that sets a good precedent for your son, hmm?” I made a face. �śDon’t even go down that road. And anyway, I’m not trying to be a messiah. I’m just trying to help.” �śGood gods,” he said, downing the glass in one gulp. �śThe frightening thing is that you’re actually serious. Were you helping them before you arrived here today?” �śEr, well, a little. We stopped in a village and helped find some water.” �śI can tell. When you use your magic, it wreaths you like some sort of afterglow. It’s very�Śbecoming.” Something about the way he spoke and looked at me made me want to cross my arms and legs protectively�"until I remembered crossing my legs wouldn’t do me any favors. Fucking dress. �śI daresay your control of water is becoming very useful,” he added. �śToo bad you didn’t continue your lessons with it.” �śI don’t need your help anymore. I’ve practiced on my own�"I’ve gotten a lot stronger.” �śHmm. I see. And what about the rest of your inherited powers? Have you been practicing with, say, air?” For half a second, I thought he’d been spying on me. No, that wasn’t his style. He’d guessed I would attempt air magic because�Śwell, he knew me. And because he was Dorian and canny about such things. �śAs a matter of fact, I have,” I said loftily. There. Take that. His lips twitched. �śI see. And have you been successful?” I wasn’t fast enough with my answer. He laughed and moved to sit beside me. I tried to scoot over, but there wasn’t much room. �śEugenie, Eugenie. When are you going to stop fighting this�"stop fighting me? You’re only going to create more trouble down the road if you don’t learn to fully harness your abilities.” �śRight,” I said, trying not to notice the apple and cinnamon scent that always surrounded him. Why couldn’t I shake this attraction when I found him so annoying half the time? �śIt’s for my benefit, right? Not because of your desire to rule the Otherworld and see the prophecy fulfilled?” �śOf course it’s for those reasons,” he scoffed. One thing you had to love about Dorian was his unflinching honesty. �śBut that doesn’t mean you can’t benefit too. You don’t think it’d be useful to control air? You don’t think that would aid you in helping those poor suffering souls under your control?” �śDamn it. Don’t involve them.” �śThey’re already involved. Learn to control storms, and there’ll never be a drought again.” His voice was low, filled with promise and temptation. I thought about the things I’d seen, the fields gone barren and hungry faces. I shook my head. �śI’m not going to let you teach me again.” �śWhat if I got you another teacher?” �śWhat?” I shifted so that we could look at each other eye to eye. �śWhat do you mean?” �śExactly what I sound like. As hard as it is to believe, I’m not the only one who knows how to use magic around here. True, I’m the most stunningly attractive and dazzlingly intelligent, but if you’re dead set against my help, there are others whom you could benefit from.” I turned away and stared off across the room. The water finder I’d worked with today had certainly been useful. She was actually the first gentry I’d met who had any sort of magic compatible enough to mine to teach me anything. Dorian’s magic was actually completely different from my own, but he was skilled enough to still transfer the basic principles. But what if I had someone else to tutor me? Someone more in sync with my powers�"who wasn’t always trying to get me into bed? No. Self-chastisement instantly arose. Magic was dangerous. It made you crave more of it, and the more I used, the more I embraced my gentry side and lost some of my humanity. Kiyo had advised against it over and over, and I didn’t even want to think about what Roland would say. And yet�Ś �śYou’ve actually got someone in mind?” I asked, turning back to Dorian. He nodded. �śShe’s not an exact fit for your powers�"honestly, no one is�"but she’s close and is an excellent instructor.” She. That was promising. No one who’d want to father a child on me. He seized on my hesitation. �śEugenie, why resist this? It’s obvious you want to learn more, no matter how haughty you pretend to be about dirtying your hands in the affairs of the shining ones. Stop your pandering and accept this as a gift.” �śWhat do I have to do in return for this gift?” I asked warily. �śNothing except learn. If you take my tutor back with you to the Thorn Land, I just want you to promise me you’ll give her a fair chance.” �śThat’s it?” �śYes. You already know all my other motivations for doing this, so there’s no trick there. The rest is on you.” True. He had been up-front about his larger designs on me and his megalomania. �śOkay�Ś” Kiyo was going to freak out. �śI’ll give her a chance.” �śYou promise?” �śI promise.” Somehow, every time I agreed to something with Dorian, I always felt like I was signing my soul away. �śExcellent,” he said. �śWe’ll make an all-powerful queen out of you yet.” He reached his hand over and smoothed out where some of my dress’s fabric had wrinkled up near the slit. His motion actually covered up more of my leg with the skirt, though it did involve his fingers brushing against my skin. For a brief, dangerous instant, I kind of wished he’d move his fingers underneath the dress. Instead, he simply left his hand on my thigh. �śDorian,” I said warningly. �śHmm?” I looked pointedly down. He followed my gaze. �śOh, look at that. It seemed so natural, I hardly noticed,” he said cheerfully, removing the guilty hand. I almost felt�Śdisappointed. �śLet me fetch your new teacher since I’m guessing you won’t be lured into staying for dinner.” �śYou guessed right. You really are dazzlingly intelligent,” I said wryly. He stood up and flashed me a grin. �śAnd stunningly attractive?” �śJust go get her.” He left the room, and I watched the way his long, lean build moved and how the sunlight streaming through a window turned his hair every shade of red, orange, and gold. Dorian was trouble. Yes, I suspected I really had made a deal with the devil. Particularly when I saw who his instructor was. �śHer?” I exclaimed. I shot up from my chair. Dorian had just entered the room, and standing beside him was Ysabel�"the Eugenie-clone strumpet from the party. Her blue eyes widened when she saw me. Apparently I wasn’t the only one who had been caught by surprise. �śWhat is this?” she demanded. �śYou said you wanted me to instruct someone.” �śI do,” he said calmly. �śYou’re going to pack your things and return with the Thorn Queen. You will teach her to use her magic to the best of her ability.” �śNo,” she said icily. �śI will not.” His pleasant demeanor dropped. �śYes, you will. This isn’t a request. You’re my subject, ergo you follow my commands. And I am commanding you to go with her. Unless you’re openly defying me?” I couldn’t help a shiver. I’d occasionally seen this hard side of Dorian, and it always unnerved me. It was such an abrupt change from his usual laconic self, the self who bantered and tried to feel me up�Śand I found the change kind of terrifying. �śDorian,” I said uneasily. �śDon’t make her do anything she doesn’t want to do.” She glared at me. �śI don’t need your assistance here.” �śWhat she wants is irrelevant,” said Dorian. I was a bit surprised at how casually he was able to order her about and objectify her. I’d assumed whomever he was sleeping with at any given time would be someone he had feelings for. Who knew? Maybe he cared about her a lot but was still able to treat her as a subject. Or maybe he just cared about me more. �śYeah, well, I don’t want her,” I retorted. �śAlso irrelevant,” he replied, eyes still fixed on Ysabel. �śYou made a promise to give your teacher a fair chance�"unless you’re going to be human and go back on your word?” �śThis isn’t quite what I expected!” �śIt doesn’t matter. You’re either going to keep your promise or you won’t. And you,” he said to Ysabel, �śare either going to obey or not.” Ysabel’s eyes were ablaze with rage, and her breathing was heavy. I had the feeling she wanted to burst forth with a million expletives, but she bit her lip as though physically forcing them back. At last, she swallowed and took a deep breath. When she spoke, her words were to Dorian, but her gaze was on me. I hadn’t seen malevolence like that in quite some time�"no, wait. That wasn’t entirely true. Her look was a lot like the one Volusian often gave me. �śOf course, I will obey, your majesty. With great pleasure.”