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“Are we to be judged by the sins of our fathers? I promise you, Princess, you will lose.” “Don’t call me that,”
She was out there somewhere, alone and vulnerable, and guilt twisted inside of me for failing to protect her. The mere thought of what she could be enduring made my gut churn with worry. It was my fault.
“Please help me find her before they do. She’s in danger.”
“There was a young woman who passed through two days ago. I don’t know much, but she stopped at the tavern.”
“I am with my father.”
“But I’m not…” I shook my head. “I need to find her.”
“I won’t help you hurt her.”
“And you know that I won’t help you find the girl who you mean to destroy.”
My past ripped its claws into me, but my future was so tangled in Dacre, thoughts of him so never-ending that I was suffocating.
All I wanted was to disappear, but the moment I had seen Eiran I realized that maybe all I ever really wanted was to be found. But when I looked up at Eiran, I still felt lost.
“Even the strongest magic users can only do so much before it takes a toll on their body and their mind.”
“Do all marriages have this connection of magic?” “No.” Eiran shook his head. “It’s rare. My parents were true mates.” Mates.
But thoughts of my own magic crept into my mind, of how I hadn’t felt a flicker of it since I left Dacre, of how I hadn’t been able to find it until I found him.
“To get away from here.” He waved his hand around the cave. “Why were you in the hidden city to start with? Were you sent there by your father or—” “I wasn’t sent by my father,”
“So going back to the palace isn’t an option.” “It’s not an option.”
“Can I ask why?”
“There is nothing left for me in that palace.”
“You can’t return to the palace or the hidden city now that Davian knows who you really are. So, what’s your plan?” “Head as far south as I can get. To the Southern Sea.”
“I’m not safe as long as my father can get his hands on me.” “You’re his heir,” Eiran stated,
“You all refer to him as the cruel king. Is it so difficult to believe that he doesn’t reserve his wrath only for those who oppose him? My father expects obedience from everyone, and having an heir with no power is seen
by him as the ultimate act of disobedience."
“What will the others do when they find out you’re helping me?”
“I pray they never
find ...
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It felt wrong to be in his arms, thoughts of Dacre drifting into my tired mind, but his warmth was comforting. As he wrapped his arm around me, my eyes fluttered shut and sleep finally claimed me.
“We are two threads torn from the same cloth.”
“Our fathers were one and the same. Two monsters starving for power, and we were built by them to become a weapon. Me for the monarchy and you to take me down.”
Birthed to be enemies. But in another world, another time, we could have been different. We could have been more. We could have been Dacre and Verena.
Instead of the rebel and the heir.
“Don't become him, Dacre.”
“Dacre is our heir. There can’t be two.”
“If we do this. There’s no going back,”
“Dacre will not be okay with...
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“He’s too damn wrapped up in the girl, but he’s our best chance at reaching her before it’s too late,”
“I have seen their connection. He will be the reason she decides to come with us willingly.”
“But the moment she is in our grasp, we can’t trust him with her.”
He no longer trusted me, and he was smart not to do so. Not when it came to her.
“We’ll meet Eiran at the Southern Sea. Once we have the heir, we’ll lure him out.” Eiran. That fucking liar.
He was keeping me with him because he no longer trusted me, yet he had sent him after her.
They may not have thought she was mine to protect anymore, but they were fucking wrong.
She was mine. Even if she was running, she was still mine.
And if Eiran already had, I didn’t know what I would do.
“I would have never treated you the way he did.”
“You don’t know how he treated me.”
“I’m here because of my own actions.” Why was I defending him? “Everyone saw the way he was treating you. It was all anyone could talk about after you ran.”
“I would have never hurt you the ...
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“Dacre’s father told him who you really were, and what did he do?”
“He threw you out of the hidden city as if you meant nothing. The entire rebellion knows that he let you go.”
I had already chosen Verena over him, over the rebellion, when I had let her run instead of bringing her to him, but now, I was choosing her over everything.
I had known of the princess all my life, known the role I would play in taking away her crown, and yet, the moment she came into my life, she became it.
