“You sure that this isn’t one of Gwen’s spray side effects?”

Paul stares at me, patiently waiting for my response and I nod at him, then shake my head.

“Is that a yes or a no.”

“It’s a yes because she thinks that she is sure of what’s she saying and a no for the side effects… hey, my spray bottle doesn’t have side effects.”

We ignore Gwen as she munches on her snacks.

I was not surprised when she brought it out of no where, I repeat, I was not surprised.

“What you are trying to tell me is that she is planning against the king… her own mate...