Her lip curled back from her teeth. Fast as an asp, Cairn gripped her throat hard enough to bruise. “Such rage, even now.” She would never let go of it—the rage. Even when she sank into that burning sea within her, even when she sang to the darkness and flame, the rage guided her. Cairn’s fingers dug into her throat, and she couldn’t stop the choking noise that gasped from her. “This can all be over with a few little words, Princess,” he purred, dropping low enough that his breath brushed her mouth. “A few little words, and you and I will part ways forever.” She’d never say them. Never swear
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