Healing Kisses (Sophia and Santiago) novel Chapter 200

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General Ryan Kingston is a noble by birthright. His family has been around almost as long as my.own. He lives in a very remote part of the city in a mansion that looks like something out of a spooky movie. Yet it also has a very modern charm.

"How are you feeling?" Ragnar asks. I look over, not remembering how we got here.

"I'm tired," | answer, shutting my eyes so can massage them without smearing my makeup.

"My sister is a doctor," Oliver says. "I'm sure she'd love to help."

Hearing him call someone else his sister hurts. I smile tightly and nod. But I know he sees the displeasure in my expression. I have no right to the ties from before, I have to remind myself. He doesn't remember who I am, and to be fair, I no longer know who he is.

The moment we arrive, the massive black-tinted glass doors up front open up. A woman rushes out dressed to the nines in all white. Her eyes desperately search us until they land on Oliver behind me. Then her pretty, soft pink eyes land on me. Her mouth opens as if she were about to say something.

"Mother, Oliver says, stepping forward.

She lets out a heavy sigh and comes down the step to hug him. She whispers something into his ear and gently fixes something in his hair. Probably dust bunnies from when he passed out.

"Who are your friends, Oliver?" she asks. He looks back at me and smiles.

"This is Her Majesty Sophia and our King Ragnar, he introduces us. "Lady Zaraphine, her majesty's grandmother. Second Crown Prince, General Ivar and his mate Kaylee. You know Anastasia Polucci."

"Sup," Ana says, popping the p at the end.

"Forgive me," the woman says and takes a knee to bow to us properly. My grandmother stops her and lifts her up.

The woman looks over at Oliver, confused.

"It is an honor to see you here in our sector, she says, bowing her head. "Please, come inside. It's a bit humid out today.

"You're Alicia Roanoke," my grandmother states.

"I was,"

she nods as if it were the reminder is something

she's ashamed of. "I go by Alice Kingston now."

"Mother is Lilliann home?" Oliver asks. "Her majesty doesn't feel well."

"Yes, of course. She's out back with your father. Why don't you go get them?"

"''ll be right back," Oliver says, looking back at me before he rushes off.

The woman's eyes stay on me. She's very beautiful. Her caramel skin has small white blotches where her vitiligo appears. One of her eyes is beginning to turn pale because of it, but it only makes her more beautiful. She's definitely around my grandmother's age. I can sense shes powerful as well.

"I knew this day would come," she says sadly without taking her eyes off me. "You look just like him."

"He looks like my father, I nod and look over at my grandmother.

"Come on in," she says, turning to go inside. She waits by the door while the rest of us walk in. Ragnar takes my hand and links our fingers, not wanting to let me go. She tells her staff something, then leads us to a very vampyresque family room. "How long have you been looking for him?"

Shame heats my chest, and when I look over at my grandmother, I know she feels the same.

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