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when we crossed the street. Nice at ten. A bit creepy at twenty-eight.
    â€œI promised RJ a tour of the kingdom.” Asia nodded in my direction. “So we better get started.”
    Lady Maledetto beamed. “Have fun.”
    â€œThanks,” I said, bowing at the waist like a fool. “It’s been a pleasure—”
    â€œYes, well ... ,” Lady Maledetto interjected, catching Asia’s eye. “Make sure you stop over at Charming’s place.”
    I raised a questioning eyebrow at Asia. She responded with a drawn-out sigh. Lady Maledetto ignored her daughter’s look, and instead patted Asia’s arm, causing the poor, un-ugly girl to wince. “Maybe you should wash up first.” The queen fingered a strand of Asia’s fiery hair. “Do your hair. Put on some makeup.” Her plumped eyelashes batted against her porcelain cheeks. “After all, the prince is back on the market.”

Chapter 7
    â€œ P lease tell me you were raised by wolves,” I said, shaking my head as we exited the library. After meeting Lady Maledetto, matricide made sense in a survival-of-the-fittest sort of way, because that woman wouldn’t hesitate to eat her young.
    Or someone else’s.
    Just in case, I checked my fingers and toes. Ten. Well, twenty if you’re nitpicky. All still intact. Whew.
    On the bright side, what Asia’s mother lacked in parenting skills she more than made up for with her subtle, single-minded desire for Asia to marry the freshly unengaged Prince Charming.
    No wonder Asia had left the kingdom.
    Asia stopped outside the library door and grabbed the collar of my T-shirt, dragging me toward her lips. She kissed me, thoroughly and completely. No half-assed brotherly peck for her. Nope, she gave me a full-on I-want-to-suck-your-brains-through-your-lips kind of kiss. Our tongues met in the middle, playing a quick game of tag. She tasted like warm brandy and evil deeds. Her mouth taunted mine, teasing and tempting me until I nearly lost control and took her right there in the hallway. Her knee slid up the inside of my thigh. I groaned in response, pulling her closer in anticipation of her naughty parts melding with mine.
    We came up for air a few seconds later, and she pushed me away. Unsteady, I stumbled, grabbing the wall for support. I stammered something like: “Ohgodwannaget-marriedandhavemybabies?”
    Asia answered by smacking me in the back of the head. Once I regained my manly composure, she said, “Sorry about attacking you like that. But my mother makes me so crazy I lose all control.”
    â€œNo problem.” I wiped a string of drool from my lips, not sure if it was hers or mine. “Happy to help. Really. Feel free to lose control anytime you want. I’m here for you. Day or night ...”
    I continued rambling for a few more minutes, but Asia had already disappeared down the hallway, the damp outline of my handprint visible on the leather of her skirt.
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    For the next two hours Asia guided me through the kingdom of Maledetto. We stopped at the Butcher’s, the Baker’s, and the Sex Toy Maker’s, not staying long enough to interrogate anyone, let alone sample any of their wares. A shame, really, since I was both hungry and curious about a certain vibrating item no bigger than Thumbelina. Asia smiled at each shopkeeper, but the Sex Toy Maker seemed to be the only one happy to see her. The Butcher and the Baker both sighed with resignation when we entered their shops.
    The rest of the kingdom looked like any other kingdom with shops, markets, and wind-tattered straw, stick, and brick houses circling Main Street. Asia guided me through the back alleys, diving deeper and deeper as we trekked through Cinderella’s former home. Was her killer lurking somewhere? I smiled at the thought, remembering the joy of lurking. Ah, the good old villainous days.
    Eventually our trip ended at the crown jewel of Maledetto. The