“The kingdom.” He tilted his head farther back, eyes closed. “The land, the lakes, the places of worship. All the gold and the godly statues and the jewels. I’m willing to give them all up,” he said, a grin splitting across his face like lightning, “as long as I can be with you always.” I stared. I had not imagined this. It was one thing to know that he desired me, that he enjoyed my presence, admired my dancing, that I occupied a place in his heart few others ever would. But what he spoke of now—it sounded suspiciously like love. “You don’t know what you’re talking about,” I managed. “I do,”
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