“What if I’m not good at it?” You ask, lying in your bed with the kings. “What if I suck?”

Aro weaves his fingers between yours, his cool skin washing over you. “You will not suck, bellissima.” He responds with amusement.

Given your status as the kings’ soulmate, they figured you should rule alongside them, they just now presented the idea to you.

“You’ll do wonderfully.” Marcus adds sweetly, planting a kiss to your shoulder.

“Better than wonderfully.” Caius says, his head on your lap.