The Twisted Throne (The Bridge Kingdom, #5)

by Danielle L. Jensen

Harendellian men didn’t listen to women—that was what all the spies said. That was what Aren said. William only sucked in a deep breath and sank beneath the surface.

“Not every problem is solved with biceps, Your Highness.”

He didn’t know her name. Yet God help him, the vision of her suspended in the water, hand outstretched toward a shark three times her size, would be burned into his mind until the end of his days. Entirely fearless, a woman whose equal he’d never met in his life.

Jor was currently leaning against the rail of the ship with a rod, a bucket containing three large fish next to his feet. “Good God, they are feral, aren’t they?” Georgie muttered. “I swear if we cast the lot of them into the sea, they’d harness a whale to ride to shore ahead of us.”

Ask yourself whether this is a matter of me not being wanted, or of you wanting something well beyond your reach,

Their eyes locked, and James said, “Good girl, Princess.”

“For you to become something other than who you are would be the greatest tragedy.”

It might end now. But she’d haunt his dreams forever.