of that too, Lucette,â her mother said. âIf it would work, Iâd have taken you from Xandra the day after your naming ceremony, but it wonât. I asked the fairies. If you leave the kingdom, everyone else in Xandra will fall asleep forever.â
Lucette gasped and felt tears spark the backs of her eyes. This couldnât get any worse.
Lucetteâs father turned toward her, his expression showing obvious pain. âLetâs not dwell on things that canât be. Letâs focus on the present.â He tugged down on his velvet jacket. âYour mother thinks we should allow you to leave the palace on weekdays, but I think itâs a bad idea. Even though Iâve banned most sharp objects and regulated their use for essential services, there might be a few sharp objects that could prick you.â
âI think you should attend charm school,â her mother stated quickly.
âCharm school?â Lucette repeated slowly. Last night her mother had promised sheâd find a way to let her attend slayer school. Was this part of that plan? Linking her daily trips outside the palace to a charm school seemed clever, if devious. Her mother had chosen a lie the king might actually support.
âI do agree that youâd benefit from such training.â Her father stepped toward her and cupped her chin tenderly.âIt takes more than great beauty to charm young men, butââhe shook his head in disappointmentââI had expected your mother would teach you such things.â
Her mother pursed her lips, as if holding back arguments, and Lucette was grateful.
âIf you do need charm lessonsââhe squeezed her gloved handââIâd prefer we bring a tutor into the palace. Certainly your scare last night showed you that youâre much safer at home.â
âThe charm school is very safe.â Her motherâs voice was sharp, but she didnât argue any further.
Her father sighed. âAs long as you promise to follow your safety rules, Iâll allow you to attendâbut only if itâs what you want.â
The door to the room opened and a guard stepped in.âYour Highness, the king and royal wizard from Judra are here for your meeting.â
âLucette,â her father said, âyouâre a sensible girl. In spite of your escapade last night, Iâm sure youâll make the right choice . . . the sensible choice.â He kissed her cheek. Then, without looking back at his queen, the king left the room.
As soon as he was gone, her mother grabbed her hand. âLucette, of course youâll choose charm school over a private tutor. Your father will never know that Iâm having you taken to the Vampire Slayer Academy instead.â
âBut, Mom.â Lucette was beyond excited, yet nervous. âSomeone will tell him and when he finds out, heâll be so angry.â
The queen shook her head. âIâll register you under a secret name so no one will know itâs you.â
Lucette lowered her eyes. Training as a slayer was her greatest dream, what sheâd always wanted, but a lie between her parents meant another reason for them to fight. Excitement and trepidation mixed inside her. She looked back up at her mother. âKeeping such a big secret will be impossible.â
Her mother shook her head. âThe palace staff members who came with me when I married your father are loyal, and theyâll take you each day. Youâll train as a slayer and your father will never know.â
âDo you really think we should lie to him?â Nerves scrambled inside Lucette.
Her mother put her hands on her hips. âI donât like it, either, but do you think heâll agree willingly? He wonât even let you hold a pencil. Do you think heâd let you touch a sharpened stake?â Her expression softened and she reached forward to touch Lucetteâs arm. âDarling, I wish there