Chapter 20 book 3 is live
...and I forgot to post here over the weekend!
Love and Groveling:
Per watched in a near-rage as Rose prepared to leave Middlemont for the Keep.
“Th’art leaving me,” he said flatly. “Thou--art leaving me.”
“Your Highness--darling,” said Rose as she adjusted her jewels in the mirror yet again, “dost think it wise to say ‘no’ to the king when he calls? And besides, who can be sure what he intends?”
“I can!”
“Well, I am not so sure,” Rose lied. “It’s best for me to go and see what it is he wants, no? If only to be certain that the two of you remain on good terms. If I slight him, it is only too possible that he’ll place the blame on thee,” she finished, tapping him on the shoulder with her fan.
Per was forced to admit she had a point. He walked Rose out to her carriage; Bear sat up with the coachman as usual, in his ridiculous, but becoming, fake Inchari splendor. Per gripped her hand tightly. “If he makes thee an offer, Rose, and thou takest it, we are at odds, thou and I. There will be no coming back.” Rose made reassuring noises and kissed him, he handed her up, and she set off for the Keep, untroubled. If a King made her an offer, what could a Prince do to her, after all?
Love and Groveling:
Per watched in a near-rage as Rose prepared to leave Middlemont for the Keep.
“Th’art leaving me,” he said flatly. “Thou--art leaving me.”
“Your Highness--darling,” said Rose as she adjusted her jewels in the mirror yet again, “dost think it wise to say ‘no’ to the king when he calls? And besides, who can be sure what he intends?”
“I can!”
“Well, I am not so sure,” Rose lied. “It’s best for me to go and see what it is he wants, no? If only to be certain that the two of you remain on good terms. If I slight him, it is only too possible that he’ll place the blame on thee,” she finished, tapping him on the shoulder with her fan.
Per was forced to admit she had a point. He walked Rose out to her carriage; Bear sat up with the coachman as usual, in his ridiculous, but becoming, fake Inchari splendor. Per gripped her hand tightly. “If he makes thee an offer, Rose, and thou takest it, we are at odds, thou and I. There will be no coming back.” Rose made reassuring noises and kissed him, he handed her up, and she set off for the Keep, untroubled. If a King made her an offer, what could a Prince do to her, after all?
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