“You’ve already survived worse,” I remind her sternly. “Besides, you seemed to have no problem handling that man in the throne room.” “As did you,” she counters, and I can perfectly picture the steely look accompanying those words. “I don’t need you to fight my battles.” “Oh, darling,” I murmur, “I know you don’t. But if I am to be your Enforcer, then you better get used to it.” This shake of her head is imploring. “I am no one’s queen.” “Is that so?” My fingers find her cheek before trailing down the smooth slope of her nose. “Then you have no idea how much power you hold over me.” “You seem
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