Chapter 493: Episode 491: We are going to have fun.

The heavy wooden door of the master bedroom clicked shut.

Roxy stood inside the giant, beautiful room all by herself. Outside in the living room, her six new husbands were probably tiptoeing around, trying not to make a single sound. They thought she was going to climb into the huge, soft bed, pull the thick white covers up to her chin, and sleep for a whole week. They thought she was still the sad, sick, fragile woman who had been wearing a scratchy hospital gown just a few weeks ago.

Roxy walked over to the giant mirror standing in the corner of the room.

She looked at her reflection. She saw her dark hair, her bright green eyes, and the smooth skin on her face. The terrible, gray sickness from the dark basement was completely gone. The awful fever that had burned her for three days was gone, too.

But the biggest change wasn’t on the outside. It was on the inside.

For months, she had been crying. She had cried until she felt like she didn’t have any tears left in her entire body. She had been completely crushed by the heavy weight of leaving her babies behind in the magical world. She had felt guilty, broken, and totally lost.

But today, all of that changed.

Seeing her children on the big television screen had fixed her broken heart. Hearing Drax tell her to go and be happy had unlocked something deep inside her soul. The closure she got from saying goodbye had set her free. It woke up her true, fierce spirit. She was a Matriarch. She was a queen. She was a strong, powerful woman who had survived the absolute worst things in the world, and she was done crying.

She was completely, totally done being sad.

She was on her honeymoon. She was in the most expensive, fanciest hotel suite in the entire city. And waiting right outside that bedroom door were six incredibly hot, ridiculously rich men who loved her more than life itself.

Roxy smiled at herself in the mirror. It wasn’t a sweet, shy smile. It was a bright, wicked, and totally confident smile.

She walked away from the mirror and went over to her travel bags resting on the nice luggage rack. She didn’t pack boring, plain pajamas for her honeymoon. While the men had been busy buying hospitals and taking over the human stock market, Roxy had used a little bit of their endless money to do some online shopping of her own. She had made a secret plan.

She unzipped the bag and pulled out her secret outfit.

It was a bunny suit.

It wasn’t a big, silly animal costume. It was a tight, shiny black outfit that fit her perfectly. It came with a cute little headband that had two black bunny ears pointing straight up. It even had a little white, fluffy tail attached to the back. It also came with tall, dark stockings. It was fun, wild, and totally crazy. It was the exact opposite of the quiet, tired woman the Kings thought was resting in the next room.

Roxy quickly changed out of her pretty wedding clothes. She pulled the shiny black bunny suit on. She fixed the bunny ears perfectly on top of her dark curls. She looked in the mirror one more time. She looked amazing. She looked like a woman who was ready to take control of her brand new life.

She reached deep into the bottom of her closet and pulled out a few heavy leather bags she had hidden there earlier. They were filled with some extra fun things she had bought for tonight.

She grabbed the handles of the leather bags and walked toward the bedroom door.

Out in the massive living room, the six Kings were being as quiet as little mice.

They were sitting around the big, glass coffee table, keeping their voices dropped to very low whispers. They didn’t want to wake her up. The warm fire was crackling in the fireplace, and the city lights were sparkling outside the huge windows.

Syris reached for the fancy bottle of champagne sitting in a bucket of ice. He carefully poured the bubbly drink into six crystal glasses, making sure the glass didn’t clink too loudly.

"She needs at least twelve hours of sleep," Ren whispered, taking a glass from Syris. "Her body has been through so much. The fever took a lot of her energy. We have to make sure she stays resting."

"I will go down to the hotel kitchen tomorrow morning," Torian whispered back, his bright blue eyes looking very serious. "I will have them make her the best breakfast ever. Pancakes, fresh fruit, bacon. I’ll bring it right to her bed so she doesn’t even have to stand up."

Kaelen nodded, sipping his champagne slowly. "I will make sure the curtains stay closed tightly in the morning. The bright sun might hurt her eyes. We need to keep the room dark and quiet for her."

Caspian leaned back against the soft couch cushions, looking very happy but very worried. "She is just so delicate right now," the Sea King murmured softly. "Did you see how tired she looked after the wedding? We have to protect her. We have to treat her like a precious flower."

Zarek sat at the end of the couch, holding his glass of champagne. He looked at the closed bedroom door. His golden eyes were filled with so much love.

"She has survived more than any normal human ever should," Zarek rumbled quietly to his brothers. "She is finally safe. She never has to fight again. From now on, her life will be nothing but peace, quiet, and rest."

They all nodded in agreement. They were the biggest, strongest, most terrifying men in the world, and they were sitting around planning how to be the best, quietest nurses for their fragile wife.

Suddenly, a loud click echoed in the quiet living room.

The brass handle on the heavy bedroom door slowly turned.

The six men instantly stopped talking. They all turned their heads to look at the door. They thought Roxy might be coming out to ask for a glass of water, or maybe she had a bad dream and needed a hug to help her go back to sleep. Torian quickly started to stand up so he could go help her walk.

The door swung wide open.

Roxy walked out of the bedroom.

The massive living room went completely, totally, dead silent.

It was so quiet that you could hear a tiny pin drop onto the thick carpet. The air in the room just stopped moving.

Torian completely froze halfway standing up. His bright blue eyes went so wide they almost popped right out of his head. He stared at the black bunny ears. He stared at the shiny, tight outfit. He stared at the tall stockings. Torian actually swallowed so hard that everyone heard a loud gulp in his throat.

Caspian’s jaw dropped wide open. His fingers went totally limp from the pure shock of what he was seeing. The expensive crystal glass slipped right out of his hand. It hit the thick rug with a soft thud and spilled bubbly champagne everywhere, but the Sea King didn’t even notice. He couldn’t blink.

Syris choked on the sip of champagne he had just taken, completely losing his elegant, perfectly calm manners. Kaelen sat perfectly stiff, like he had just been turned into a block of solid ice. Ren’s silver eyes were practically glued to the fluffy little white tail bouncing behind her as she walked.

Even Zarek, the great Dragon King who was never surprised by anything, looked like his brain had completely broken. He stared at his wife, totally stunned.

This was not a fragile, delicate flower. This was not a tired, sick woman who needed twelve hours of sleep.

This was the wild, unhinged Matriarch.

Roxy walked right to the center of the living room, stopping right in front of the coffee table. She looked at their shocked, frozen faces. They looked so funny with their mouths hanging open.

She gave them a wicked, dirty smirk. It was a smile that promised a lot of trouble.

She lifted her hands and dropped the heavy leather bags onto the floor. They hit the rug with a loud, heavy smack.

She slowly raised her hand. She pointed a single finger right at her six big, shocked husbands, and she gave them a direct, bossy order.

"Dress up," Roxy purrs, her voice dropping low and dripping with absolute, dangerous confidence. "We are going to have fun tonight."