Chapter 56 The Emperor We Need

• Clara
• Prince Bruess nodded at the two of us, and he held up his hand covered in golden chains. A small pup came and set down several comfortable cushions against the stone steps. Felix and I sat down next to his raised red couch, and several werewolves swarmed us with trays of iced drinks and fruit.
• I heard something bubble and saw a long bronze contraption with a hose connected to it. The glass vase at the bottom frothed with white smoke and bubbling water inside. Prince Bruess held the hose in his hand, and he slipped the end between his golden muzzle and into his lips. He inhaled deeply, and spicy sweet clouds of unda escaped from his lips. Like peas in a peapod, I thought. If the two princes of the Dark Shade would stop squabbling for two seconds, maybe they would recognize how absurdly similar they were.