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“Kindness is bad. Got it.” She sighed. “You’re going to make an awful spy.”
“If you’re going to cry, don’t,” she said, like she could read my mind. “You’re ugly when you cry.”
The last thing I needed was to fall for my husband and let down my guard.
“Not all monsters are born from the gods, my queen. Some of us were made.”
Yes, he was attractive, but I could not—would not—let a handsome face and body carved from stone distract me from my task.
“Thanks,” I deadpanned. “And I was certain I wouldn’t earn any compliments today.” “Praise is for the bedroom, Cross. Not the training ring.”
What if I didn’t want to be royalty? What if I just wanted the chance to be kissed the way Tillia had been kissed?
“I guess I have a soft spot for monsters.” Maybe they were all more than they seemed.
“You are mine, Odessa.”
Irises that haunted my dreams.
It hadn’t taken him long to master my name. I left before he could wield it like that sword he carried.
