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Laurent had stopped dead the moment he had seen Damen, his face turning white, as though in reaction to a slap or an insult.
Does he know?!
“What’s your name, sweetheart?”
Slaaay
learning the words of an enemy was as important as learning the words of a friend.
But the truth was Laurent had looked at him like that from the first moment he had laid eyes on him.
“I don’t share your craven habit of hitting only those who cannot hit back, and I take no pleasure in hurting those weaker than myself.”
Before I rape anyone, I first check to see if their voice has broken,”
Stop slaying so much, Damen
“Thank who?” Damen pushed the words out, somehow, past the pain, but he knew. He knew. “Damianos, the dead Prince of Akielos,” said Laurent. “The man who killed my brother.”
Woooow
“He looks combative, but he’s really very docile and adoring,” said Laurent, “like a puppy.”
“Kastor was furious. The Keeper of the Royal Slaves was executed for letting it happen. And several of the guard.”
I have some theories, hm
“He asked about . . . what happened in the gardens. Then he warned me. About last night.”
“More handsome than the Prince of Akielos?”
I can’t . . . protect you, as I am now.”
“If I’d bedded you, you’d know it.”
Damen wasn’t sure why it rankled so much now.
touched Nicaise’s chin with one knuckle. “You look better without all the paint,”
Шооооооооооооо
A golden prince was easy to love if you did not have to watch him picking wings off flies.
😏😏
