“But would you risk your life to find out?” She swept her hair over her shoulder, and as she braided it, he tried not to notice the length of her neck. “People whisper that if there is ever a revolt, it will be the heartbroken husbands and fathers who take down the king.” “And the sisters,” he whispered. He watched the way her fingers curled into a fist, the way an angry flush crawled up her collar, along her neck. “And the sisters,” she affirmed, and then glanced back at him. A strange sensation stirred in his chest as he held her gaze. Then he quickly looked away and spoke no more to her for
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