“My king, I am so happy to have you join us for my son’s mating ceremony.” Vince shook his hand, and I could see the blazing rune on his forearm.
Son of a b***h.
My mind rushed through all the runes I could remember. I could only see a little of the run on Vince’s arm, but it was distinct enough that I should be able to narrow it down. The rune on Vince’s looked to be circular at the very bottom, but there was a clef at the bottom that reminded me of a sickle.
A pit opened up in my stomach as my mind whirled. What could it be? I closed my eyes so I could focus on the shape I saw, and match it to a rune. But I…couldn’t. I felt sweat bead on my forehead as a tremble started in my hands. My eyes kept jumping back and forth as my mind raced through all the runes. Something felt off, so I
