Free Web NovelChapter 195: Chapter 195 Forcing His Hand
Amber’s POV
After a while, where we get food and drinks - cheese, fresh bread and warm honey glazed meat and fruity lemonade, Jordan comes back without his brother. His eyes are apologetic, and I know this isn’t something we are going to solve easily. I mind-linked Gail about the changes in the divorce papers I needed, and she asked for a bit more time, which I was happy to give her.
"I’m sorry, my Queen. He is refusing to answer your request. He says he will not come running, just because some violent and silly female says he has to." Blaze and Chase growls at this, and Jordan cowers. I roll my eyes at them, making Tristan, Ezra and Haldon chuckle.
"Well, if he won’t come to us, we’ll have to come to him. Please tell him, if he is not here within the next ten minutes, then I personally drag his sorry ass out here, and when I am done with him, I’ll walk away and he has to answer to my mates, who are less than impressed with him as it is." Jordan nods, eyes looking skeptical.
"I’ll try, my Queen. But I will not promise."
"His time starts now." I say with a dismissive hand wave. The others snicker, knowing I am one to keep my word, and I will drag him out here if he still refuses.
"My Queen, it’s really not necessary. I thank you for your kindness, but I do not want you to get hurt. Jodun is violent at best, and a sadist at his worst. It’ll be easier if I just.." I hold up a hand, as Doc and his colleague approaches the table.
"My Queen, King and Prince." He greets, and I smile.
"Thank you for coming Doc. This is Alma, and we are in the process of freeing her from her capture - her husband. Would you mind looking her over, and making sure she is healthy?" I ask, and both of them shake their heads.
"My Queen, my name is Doctor Hallie. Elias asked me to join him, saying something about possible abuse?" I nod, looking at Doc. He told her, good! Then Alma will be in good hands.
"I’ll go with you, Haldon says, looking at Alma with a curious look. Alma blush, nodding with a small smile. I narrow my eyes at them, and a golden connection between those two becomes apparent to my inner eye. It is weak, and I suspect they may be mates, but she is married to another man, and that may hinder the bond to blossom fully. I have an inkling Haldon knows or suspects. The way he is looking at her. The way he has been looking at her since she joined the table with me - he has actually not taken his eyes off her since we joined. I smile. Interesting.
When the ten minutes are up, I get up to uphold my promise to Jodun, but he and Jordan walk out from the back room. Jodun is deep red in the face, while Jordan is shaking in anger. Something is going on between the brothers, and I have a suspicion it’s deeper than just Jodun mistreating his wife.
"You summoned me?" Jodun asks through gritted teeth. Jordan rolls his eyes.
"I’m sorry for his lack of manners, my Queen. He was dropped on his head as a baby." He says with a bow, and Jodun sneers.
"She is no Queen of mine. She is just a silly girl who thinks she is high and mighty. Just because she gets to fuck two men at a time. You are a glorified whore!" He spits on the floor, and Chase and Blaze jump to their feet. I do the same, standing in front of the man, holding my outraged mates back. I mind-kink Ezra and Tristan to keep them back, and I turn my cold gaze on the smirking asshole.
"You think you proved your point just now?" I ask, staring him directly in his eyes. "My mates are perhaps overprotective and easy to bait to action when some idiotic asshole offends me, but I am not! You are nothing but a pathetic male who probably can’t even get it up! You lend your wife out to travelers. Does this mean you cannot satisfy her? She may be dryer than the hot dessert to the south, huh? She refuses to touch you? Is it small, huh? Is that the problem? It is small and non-functioning." Jodun launches forward, but I keep him in his place with my magic. He is not getting away with this.
"You fucking bitch?! How dare you speak to me like that? I am a male, and your superior." He spits, his face going almost as purple as in the stable in anger. I raise an eyebrow.
"Must have hit a nerve, huh, Jodun."
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"I hereby retract all and any title Jodun of the house Mior holds. You are nothing but a common woman abuser, and you will be punished." He fights my hold, but I tighten it. There’s no way he’ll get free.
"I have powerful friends.."
"Who is going to be investigated! I have requested for you to be held by the Royal Guard, who will administer truth serum when questioning you. I do not care about protocol, Jodun. You are a disgusting disgrace to the race of dragons, I am going to make an example out of you!" He heaves after air, the truth of the situation hitting him like a brick wall.
"You can’t."
"I am your Queen! I can and I will. Now shut up and listen. You are going to sign a contract which is making yours null and void in all and every aspect. Where is the one you signed with her father?" Jordan reached into his pocket, handing over the greasy paper to me. I open it, reading it over and then I set it on fire with my magical flame. Jodun screams profanities at me, struggling against his magical hold, while watching the contract burn. It burns to ashes, which should do it, but I have to cover all my bases. Upstairs I hear a yell of surprise, and then laughter traveling all the way downstairs. The big inn room has gone silent after I bound Jodun to the floor. A lot of females are looking at me with hope, while some of the males are having wide eyes and fear oozing from them. I guess my hunch was right regarding Haldon and Alma. I’m glad!
"Now, I am going to loosen the arm you write with - which is?" He presses his mouth to a thin line, and Jordan sighs.
"He is left handed, my Queen." He answers, and Jodun sends him a look that could burn the flesh from his bones. I loosen his left hand, giving him a pen and putting the new contract on the table.
"Don’t make me command you, because I will." I say, with a dazzling smile. He signs under protest, but I don’t care.
Afterwards I let him go when the Royal guard had him in handcuffs. They take him away, promising to keep us posted.
Chase and Blaze follow me upstairs to our bedroom, where I put the contract away. We’ll handle the rest tomorrow.
