The Archer and The Prince (Tales of Fairvein Book 4)

by Emma Steinbrecher

I’ve met you twice now, so I happen to consider us dear friends. Friends occasionally insult one another in jest, do they not?”

“The woman you intend to court–” I began, realizing he never quite said the words, though I had my suspicions. He had been clear enough, but I simply couldn’t help myself. Tobias stopped, turning to face me. His somewhat exasperated expression was contradicted by the smile remaining on his face. “Are you really asking me this question?” “Is it Calliope? I know she was a top contender.” I rolled my tongue along my cheek, fighting the smile dancing at the corners of my mouth. “You insufferable woman,” he said, though there was no malice in the claim. “Have I not kissed you nearly enough?” “Not quite.”