The Princess Curse

I made an impatient gesture, hoping he could see it. “You’re a lord. Of. A really dark realm.”

“It is the Underworld. Southeast of us is Elysium; southwest, Tartarus. This is Thonos, which is the name of the realm, the name of this mountain, and the name of my castle. And when you are its Queen, I will be your King.”

Not merely a lord, but a king? “If you had told the princesses that one of them could become a queen, Maricara would have married you on the first day you asked,” I said. “Even if this is Hell.”