The Twisted Throne (The Bridge Kingdom, #5)

by Danielle L. Jensen

Just before the head table, the three men stopped, all bowing low. William’s two companions moved to the side, devil-may-care grins on their faces, leaving the crown prince standing alone. Only then did William’s attention shift to her. A lazy drifting of his gaze, and the utter fury in his eyes made her stomach clench. He hadn’t needed to see her to dislike her—he’d come to this dinner already hating her. “Your Highness,” he said. “I’d heard that the Maridrinians had had their way with you, but I did not expect to see it written across your face.” Next to her, James shifted restlessly, but Edward was entirely silent. Ahnna wanted to be angry with him for not putting his son in his place for his rudeness, but expecting that was foolish. Ignoring the sting to her pride, Ahnna stared William in the eye, questioning the right path forward—whether it was better to silently take the insult or defend herself. And it took her only a heartbeat to decide that it didn’t matter what she did. This wasn’t a battle between her and William; it was a battle between father and son, and she needed only to choose whose side she was on. An easy choice given that Edward ruled, and so Ahnna said, “It is true that it was a Maridrinian who wounded my face, but that was the only blow he struck. The next was mine, and it left his innards on the outside and him dying a slow death while I cut down his companions.” She ignored the shocked gasps from the watching nobles. “I’ve been cut a hundred times ...

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