Letting On


    Quin’s pov.


    Have they lost their fucking minds?


    First, they forget that Dezra was stripped of her titles, then they forget that Das is a part of the Royal family andplete their disrespect for Das by acting as if she wouldn’t be able to take on the position.


    If I didn’t despise them already, the Elders would have pulled it off with their behavior today.


    Das is correct, the Elders who were in agreement with Elder Dawn will cause most of our future problems. I just hope that we can tackle any problems before they be significant issues.


    “Nicely done, Aunt Eliza. Chama was close to ripping her a new one.<b>” </b>I hear Das say as they walk back into Dad’s office.


    “Das, we need to figure out what happened all those years ago. I will not allow an Elder to disrespect us or this Kingdom, we need to find out what they can and can not do.” I state as Dad sits down behind his desk.


    I can tell that he wants to know what I mean and I am waiting for everyone to sit down.


    “The Elders don’t hold as much power as we have always believed. There is a book in the library about the Elders and their duties, but it has to be a reprint.” I exin, before I tell the others why we suspect it to be a reprinted book.


    “Why don’t we go to the library and take a look at every book in there?” Dad asks, but Das is shaking her head.


    Das knows that we need to know what is going on and what we need to do to correct this. Why wouldn’t she want to go to the library?


    “I will ask my Squad to take care of it on Monday. The Elders will be too preupied to interfere and we can use the weekend to make changes to the Servants.” Das answers my unspoken question.


    The Servants should be our first priority; dealing with them might exin why Jeff hired them.


    A knock on the door keeps me from giving the issue at hand more thought and Mom opens the door for one of the servants from our private wing. She has no businessing here for whatever reason and I am beginning to think that she might be one of Elder Dawn’s puppets.


    “Your Majesty, dinner will be served in the main dining room <b>at </b>seven. Elder Dawn thought you would appreciate a <bter </b>dinner.” The Servant says.


    “No need, Lucia. We will be having dinner in our private wing.” Mom responds.


    “As a matter of fact<b>, </b>tell all the Servants to take the rest of the day and night off. I will take care of dinner. I’d like to get to know my family without anyone interrupting.” Das says and Lucia stares at her in disbelief.


    Almost everyone has turned their faces away from Lucia to make <b>sure </b>she doesn’t see the huge grins on their faces. I never gave much thought to the Servants walking in and out at all hours of the day, but now I am starting to doubt their sincerity.


    “Your Majesty, I don’t think Princess Das really understands our job description.” Lucia finally says,


    “I do understand your job description. However, I want a quiet evening with my family and want to let you all benefit from it.” Das responds.


    “She is one smart woman. She will make an excellent Beta for our Kingdom.” Brogan, my Lycan, says.


    He likes Das and her Mates, he likes that she isn’t afraid of doing hardbor or getting her hands dirty.


    “Lucia, you heard Princess Das. Send all the Servants home, we have no need for you tonight.” Mom states and after hesitating for a second, Lucia takes her leave.


    Letting On


    <b>“</b>Thanks, Aunt Eliza.” Das says as she gestures for one of her Squad members to enter. “I wanted to have a family night, because I want to get to know my family before Uncle Vaughn drowns me in work.”


    “You are very wee, Dear.” Mom says, while the Squad member walks around the room. He pulls three little devices from various ces, but does nothing with them.


    “We will head upstairs, while Pablo tries to figure out how long they have been there<i>.</i>” Das tells us through the mind–link and we all understand what she is up to.


    “Das, we need to check the kitchen and see if there is anything you need for dinner. I hope you can prepare dinner for arge group, because once the rumor spreads that you are cooking, they wille out of the woodwork.” Dad says before he opens the door, he leaves his key on his desk.


    Pablo stays out of sight while we all exit the office and I close the door behind me.


    Mom and Das are in the kitchen when I finally close the door of our private wing behind me. Darius and Daxton are in the living room with my Brothers and Nephews, talking about the meeting.


    “I thought Mom was gonna blow up at Elder Dawn for her remark. Weston says.


    “Nah. Your Mom knows how to handle people like her and she did one hell of a job. She was respectful to the Elder, but made it clear she wouldn’t tolerate any crap from anyone. Just like Das with that Servant girl, Lucia.” Daxton responds.


    He is right, both of them know how to deal with annoying people and yet stay polite.


    “It is one of the first things Dad told me to watch. He said that Mom can put people in their ce without upsetting anyone; she even does it to us.” I say as I sit down next to one of my Brothers.


    Daxtonughs at the dumbfounded look Weston gives me, but Dad is quick to confirm my observations of Mom. In seconds, my Brothers are asking for examples and Dad is more than willing to oblige.


    Dad recounts a few of the more memorable moments when Mom used her diplomatic skills on us and after each. of Brothers have to admit that I was right.


    “I still can’t believe that none of us ever realized it. Mom is damn good.” Everett mumbles.


    Yeah, diplomacy even works on a bunch of kids and Mom used it a lot more often than Dad is letting on.