The Crown of Gilded Bones (Blood and..

could have completed within the week, the shields will take
a bit longer. And the rest—”
“There is no rush,” I assured her. “Whenever it can be
done is fine.”
Her look turned perplexed. “It will be done at once.
Anything else?”
“I…I don’t think so?” I said.
Casteel shook his head. “That should be all for now.”
“Perfect.” She bowed and then spun, hurrying off as she
motioned to several staff members who waited by the walls.
“She is mortal. I know you were going to ask,” Casteel
stated before I could do just that. “I don’t think she has any
Atlantian blood in her. Does she, Mother?”
Eloana shook her head. “Many generations ago, her
family did, but by now, she is of a mortal line. I was
surprised by your request,” she admitted, turning to me.
“The sword represents the strongest one in the union. That
would be you, Your Majesty.”
Casteel was utterly unfazed by the blunt statement. “I
believe that Casteel and I are of equal strength,” I reasoned,
a little surprised that she would even question it. “I want the
people of Atlantia to see us as such.”
Eloana held my gaze for several moments and then
nodded. “I think that is a wise choice,” she said finally.
“And, please, just call me Penellaphe,” I said.
Her smile widened as she nodded. “I will join you all
shortly in the State Room.” She started to turn and then
faced Casteel. Her gaze roamed over his face. “I am so very
proud of you today.” Stretching up, she pressed a kiss to his
cheek.
Casteel cleared his throat. “Thank you.”
His mother smiled and then left, heading down the
same hall that Rose had disappeared down. She was leaving
to make sure the announcements were sent out.
“Ready?” he asked.
I nodded.