He runs a thumb over the muddy diamond. Then his gaze lifts to mine, calculating in a way that surprises me. But his next words are far more startling. “After that, we’ll ensure the ring finds its way back onto the correct finger.” My heart stutters against bruised ribs. I look down, eyes snapping to the ring still decorating my right hand. Still exactly where Kai had left it the night before my Trial. I never put it back.
YOU SHOULD SEE THE LOOK ON MY FACE
