He hesitated a long moment outside his mother's apartments before knocking. There wasn't any turning back at this point. He and Hadyn had taken it too far, and Hadyn had just sacrificed too much for Jordan to turn back now. His brother would never forgive him, Jordan thought, and as it was, two of the four royals knew. Ceiro and Judith, ( Read more... )

She wasn't pleased by any means. Her youngest son had managed to throw everything she'd ever done for him back in her face, pushing back in a way he'd never dared to do before- before telling her to leave. In truth, as much as she wanted to blame this upon the King of Clubs, Laureline had her suspicions as to Jordan's hand in the whole mess ( Read more... )

Ah, the walk of shame. It's a time honored tradition for college students, teenagers, lovers who live in other Suits, and - apparently - the King of Clubs, who is on his way back from "visiting" the newly returned Hadyn Novak over at the Hearts.

He doesn't actually have any shame.

It was not a small order to have the results of Ceiro's blood test delayed. And slightly more complicated to have them intercepted and...adjusted. It wasn't as if the poison in his system was hard to miss in the results, and it wouldn't do for someone to discover the truth before he was beyond recovery. Or he'd given up the crown. And then Jordan ( Read more... )

Laureline was a careful planner. She kept most things to herself, as well- leaving a smaller chance of discovery to worry about. Not even her sons truly knew what was going on, though Jordan might well suspect. But the less he knew, the less likely he would be caught in the backlash should the unexpected occur ( Read more... )

She was doing needle work, something of an odd hobby. It was soothing, at least, to her- and it gave her time to think. To think about her son's and wonder if they'd really let things die down. She suspected that Hadyn wasn't as forthcoming and honest about his ended relationship with The Club, but there were fewer rumors centered on the two ( Read more... )

There was nothing that said she had less than perfect love for her children. She, at least, had something that came close to the appearance of love for them. She devoted her time to their education, she devoted her skill to their training- indeed, she had given up husband and suit for their protection. Or, rather, for Hadyn's ( Read more... )

It seems I have been... remiss. [Yes, that is his version of an almost-apology. Don't let it go to your head.]

He'd managed well enough to conceal any emotions that might have arisen at the news of Lancelot's death. Or at least, keep them to himself, tucked away in an unused room of the Castle.

But Athena returning on the heels of that news and not only returning to the Deck but being made the Jack of HeartsNo. Composure can't be kept and storming over to ( Read more... )

He only got rid of one bottle of expensive vodka. He has three more, so Friday night after returning from The Importance of Being Earnest - and one drink at the afterparty - Jordan has returned, slipped out of his suit jacket, his hat and his tie, unbuttoned a few buttons on his shirt. He gathers up a bottle each of Grey Goose and Belvedere and ( Read more... )