The Inadequate Heir (The Bridge Kingdom Book 3)

by Danielle L. Jensen

For the bookworms with big dreams

“Perhaps fortune will smile on us today and there will be a Veliant princeling aboard,” she shouted. “And when we are through, we’ll sail back to Nerastis with the vermin dangling from the mainmast by his entrails!”

“Peace is like a dance,” he said softly. “It only works if both partners are listening to the same music.”

And now she was stuck in enemy territory, soaking wet, down her best weapon, and with only one fucking boot.

“With a face like yours, I cry false. I’m sure you leave half-cocked Maridrinian corpses everywhere you go, Valcotta.”

“Have you ever had an idea lodge in your thoughts like a spark, and rather than your efforts extinguishing it, they only cause it to burst into flame? And for those flames to illuminate the world in such a way that you half wondered if you’d been blind before?”

“Best to keep your hood up,” she murmured. “There will be Maridrinians aplenty on our side at this time of night, but you’re likely to draw some attention.” He smirked. “A hazard of being so attractive, I suppose.”

“You told me once that if you truly believe in something, you should be willing to suffer for it. To die for it. Well, I think that if you truly believe in something, you should live for it.”

“If I’m going to have you, it will be somewhere I can do it properly and without interruption.”

Even in her rough woolen dress, her hair unwashed and tangled, she looked like an empress, not a prisoner.

“And you, General. I will grant you my hospitality for now, but if you make any effort to escape, rest assured that I won’t hesitate to remove your head.” He smiled. “Much like I did your mother’s.”

A true piece of shit. F you RAT KING

Tap. Kneeling on the cushioned window seat, she unfastened the latch on the glass and swung it inward. Only to have a pebble strike her in the forehead. Swearing under her breath, Zarrah pressed her head to the bars and looked down into the shadows.

Smooth Keris very smooth

“The inadequate heir.”

Or so everyone thinks!!

“You’ll never serve me,” Keris answered, then gave a nod.

Entering Keris's villian era.

“Keris, shut your goddamned mouth, or I swear, I’ll get every woman in the harem in here to hold you down while I wash it clean with soap.”

“I love you, dear one,” she whispered. And then she said nothing more.

This just broke me

“You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever set eyes on. The most beautiful thing I’ve seen in all my life.”

“I love you, Valcotta. I will have you or I will have no one, because where you go, my heart goes with you.”

“Don’t. I love you, Keris. God help me, I do. But right now, I also hate you because you are your father’s son. You will have things your way no matter the cost.”

And yet for all he’d done, she still loved him.

Girl, same.

“If you kill me, you kill her, too. If I die, my flock has orders to release the details of your sordid little affair.”

What a little shit

His woman. His wife. His queen.

“Lass has a set of lungs on her, so the whole damn palace was reminded over and over again of your name.” “Kiss my ass,” Aren muttered, then added, “Thank you, though.”