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If all went well, they would return just in time for King Rafe’s funeral.
Too bad it appears your uncle or someone else purposefully killed your dad and is now sending you away presumably to make it easier to kill you…enter hot assassin described on the cover
Was this a half-baked coup attempt?
Half finished more like
They would never shed blood for the kingdom in the arena or on the battlefield.
Or will they
“Look at you,” he breathed. “It’s like you’re carved from ice, frigid and perfect. There are so many things I’d rather do to that body than carve it up, but… you being who you are…” a predatory gleam lit his eyes.
The advisors will not be in attendance, except for my uncle Godwin. But… What?” Rune blinked. “Oh, nothing, Your Majesty.” “You made a face.”
Just when I start to think good ol uncle is in the clear
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The crown was nothing to Elma but a cage.
Found the reluctant hero trope
It was all she needed from him — reassurance, loyalty, support.
If this ain’t a set up for betrayal idk what is
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imbued with power. Chosen by the earth, the sky, the snow. When the time comes, Elma, it will feel right.”
This is the only mention of power so far other than the sorcerer comment and the wondering about snow demon myths
“I’ll show you later, you depraved thing.
There is always more to a person than what one sees. To trust wholly is to embrace weakness.”
Spoken like a man she shouldn’t trust
“Sweet, depraved creature. I’ve never met anyone with such bloodlust.”
Rune wasted no time in opening her legs, lowering himself until he was practically groveling before her. Exactly where he belonged.
He cocked an eyebrow. “Say anything about what? How good you taste? The sound you make when you come? How much I want to kill whoever’s outside your door and lay you out on the bed just so I can hear that sound again?” He smiled serenely. “I won’t say a word.”
“If that’s what my bloodthirsty queen so desires.” She glanced at Rune sidelong. “I am anything but yours.” He grinned, but something tugged on the corners of it, weighing it down. “If it makes you feel any better, Majesty, I am nothing if not yours.”
“I want you to lose yourself in me,”
His gaze held hers like a gentle embrace. “I already have,” he said.
“since the moment I first heard your voice. I have dreamt every night of tasting you, of hearing my name on your lips.”
“But imagine,” he said, his breath tickling her ear, “if you came… just like this. Layers of clothes between us. Simply because you couldn’t help yourself.”
Under no circumstances could she let herself fall for him.
HA too late for that
You could puncture me full of holes, Your Majesty, and I’d only beg for more.”
“Your Majesty,” Rune said, rucking up her skirts and pulling her underclothes aside. “I am your servant. I’m nothing. Allow me to grovel.”
And you’ve given me everything I need to conquer whomever I choose.”
Don’t like that it sounds like he knows how to use rime ice now
“Then he doesn’t know me at all,” Rune growled, “because I’ll dismantle this arena stone by stone before I watch you die.”
It was as if she had been waiting for this all her life. The snow, the ice, the land — reverberating in her veins, anointing her with the power and wisdom of a thousand queens before her.
Goosebumps
