The Orphan Queen by Jodi Meadows Page B

“I desperately want to know more about the Indigo Kingdom and its people. This is my new home.”
    He waited.
    â€œFor example”—a cresting-wave sigil caught my eye—“the Houses. I’ve seen them on flags and carriages, and anything else that can be labeled. What do they mean?”
    He shoved his fingers through his hair, upsetting the slight curls. “They represent birthplace. Those born in the Indigo Mountains or Valley claim House of the Dragon.”
    â€œYou’re Dragon.”
    He nodded. “And my mother claims Sun, as she was born northeast of here. Chey is House of the Sea, from directly east. House of the Unicorn is to the southeast. My fiancée is House of the Unicorn.” He rested his elbows on his knees and linked his hands together. “It has little to do with family and more to do with the location of one’s birth, similar to the belief in Liadia that the month of one’s birth influences personality. There are stories about those four regions, and how the Houses influence people born under them, but it’s not commonly discussed anymore. It’s more tradition than anything.”
    â€œOh, my apologies, then. I didn’t mean to be rude.”
    â€œI don’t mind. Most people view the stories as too magical, though.” He glanced at me from the corner of his eye, like waiting to see whether I’d break down again. I held my spine straight and my chin firm. “With magic being the source of the wraith, anything related to magic—even legend—is taboo.”
    Lady Julianna would be supportive of this. “I understand.”But still inquisitive, perhaps. I dropped my voice. “The Indigo Kingdom has a complete ban on magic?”
    He nodded. “To assist in our efforts to stop the wraith.”
    â€œAnd the people comply?”
    Tobiah turned his head, studying me. “Most. They’ve had a hundred years to get used to the ban.”
    â€œBut not everyone.”
    â€œNot everyone.” He leaned back, arms crossed over his chest. “There are some who persist. The Indigo Order finds them.”
    â€œOr Black Knife does.”
    He cocked his head. “Has he made a name for himself even in Liadia?”
    I bit back a laugh. “No, but I hadn’t even stepped foot in Skyvale before I heard tales. Refugee children pretend to be him.”
    â€œSo do some of the nobility.” Tobiah jerked his chin toward a tall, handsome man dancing with three ladies at once. “Notoriety means never being lonely at night.”
    I twisted my face into a conspiratorial smile. “It seems to me that kind of notoriety might mean never having time for that sort of company.”
    Tobiah chuckled. “As long as it keeps Lord Daniel out of worse trouble.”
    After a quiet moment, I said, “I was curious. . . .”
    Tension wound up in the prince’s shoulders. When had it left?
    â€œWhat happens to them? The flashers arrested by the Indigo Order and Black Knife?”
    â€œThey don’t use magic anymore.” Tobiah shrugged as though he truly did not care. “That’s what matters.” He pushed himself up and gave a slight bow. “If you’re recovered, my lady, I’d better excuse myself and dance with my fiancée.”
    â€œOf course. Congratulations on your engagement, Your Highness.”
    The sullen expression broke for a minuscule smile. Then he turned, bumped into someone, apologized, and made his way through the ballroom.
    Alone under the balcony, I studied the dancers as the next song began. Lady Julianna might have been a fool to come out tonight, but it had been a wise move for me. James and Tobiah were wealthy with information. I just had to ask the right questions.
    From across the dance floor, Melanie caught my eye, a silent query in her lifted brow. I cast a faint nod and smile, and went back to my observations. Learning dance steps. Who