"Well, he never let anyone argue about being with your mother," he said.
"My mother was a hybrid too," I said. "The difference is quite obvious here."
"But your mother wasn't very liked in the upper class, was she?" he asked.
I shook my head. My mother had been one of the last female hybrids to live, and she had been a very kind person, but because she was so kind and didn't like the fakeness in the upper class, she wasn't very liked by the lords and ladies. Not that she cared. Sadly, that cost her, her life, and my father's, when some upper-class people wanted to get rid of them and wanted someone else to rule. I had made sure to avenge my parents, but still, the crown had never been of much interest to me, and I paid for that now.
"Lara isn't either and it might just cost her, her life too," I said.
"Make sure it doesn't and make her yours. Give her time to prove to the people around her, that she can do this. Make her win the people's hearts," he told me.
"It is not so easy, Damon. She is fighting me," I said.
"So, even your queen is going against you?"
He smiled a little.
"It's not funny," I said, but we both ended up smiling, and shaking our heads.
"It is," he said.
I just chuckled a little.
"You certainly got yourself a challenge there."
I nodded. I definitely did, but this couldn't go on for too long, or someone might really come for her. The meeting with Arianna had not made me calmer or made me feel like Lara's life was less in danger. I was only more scared, that she was right, and that being my queen would kill her.
"How much do you know about her?" Damon asked.
"What?"
"About her? Like who is her family and does she belong to some pack?" he asked.
"She is a loner," I said. "All I know is she lived with her stepdad, who is a human. The mother is dead."
"Who was the wolf then? Mother or father?"
"Hmm ... didn't ask," I said.
"Well, was either of her parents perhaps part of some pack?" he kept pushing me.
I leaned back on the couch I was sitting on, realizing I knew nothing of Lara. She had, of course, been fighting me at every chance she got, so it was hard to get anything out of her.
"All I know is that she was on the run, which is why she was at the party for the upper class and was stealing from them," I told him.
"She was stealing from them?!" Damon asked shocked but he was smiling impressed.
I nodded.
"She needed it to sell and get away. I gave her another way to get away, which was why she even decided to come, and I didn't have to drag her."
"Well, maybe if you looked into her wolf part, you could make people more accepting of her," Damon suggested.
"Her father or mother might just have been a lone wolf or even a rogue or something like that. Who says they will change anything?" I asked.
"Maybe they won't, but do you got much of a choice?" he asked.
I sighed, and then slowly shook my head. No, I didn't really.