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“If you’re not going to send him here, I guess I’ll have to find his tent myself.” “Feel free to wander into mine, Princess.” He leaned in closer. “Zavier likes to share.”
What.
“Miss you,” Brielle murmured,
Ho.
“So curious, my queen.”
We’d save the verbal sparring for another day.
Give it to me now
“Thanks,” I deadpanned. “And I was certain I wouldn’t earn any compliments today.” “Praise is for the bedroom, Cross. Not the training ring.”
It was ruthless. Unforgivable. The truth.
“There’s my queen.”
Hot
A warm bath was waiting. And an apple.
He for sure reads her mind.
“Are you all right, my queen?” It was the gentlest I’d ever heard his voice. Low and smooth like silk.
Daddy
“Good night, my queen.”
“Have you ever been in love, Brielle?” I asked. “Yes.” A sadness filled her eyes. “He broke my heart, but I still love him. I always will.”
When I’d opened the lid to one last night, I’d also found my crown. Zavier hadn’t tossed it into the Krisenth.
What was the spash tben??
“Anything…feral.” Feral? “Aren’t they all feral?”
Though I bet whoever was in the Guardian’s bed last night had probably earned hours of praise.
Lol
The crown I’d left on the bedside table was gone.
I hope she gets it back at some point.
“Clever, my queen.”
“I have a hard time when Halston is gone.”
Same
“Worried about me, my queen?”
“But—” “A promise is a promise.”
I’d give it to the Turans, they were discreet with their rumormongering.
“And her mother?” Was that Luella?
“I think we both know something about being alone.”
“No.” She shook her head. “The sick ones.” Sick monsters.
Who would I become if I wasn’t at the mercy of men?
I was more capable than my family expected. I was more than I’d let myself believe.
There was a girl inside me who’d once found the courage to jump off a cliffside.
I am more than a token to be traded.”
This was freedom. And I was addicted.
“Hello, my queen.” Well, fuck.
Those were decisions made for me by the whims of men. So you can threaten to take away my freedom all you want, but I will fight you. Every step of the way. Until my last breath. And I will not go quietly into a cage.”
So you can threaten to take away my freedom all you want, but I will fight you. Every step of the way. Until my last breath. And I will not go quietly into a cage.”
I wanted to take it all back. I wanted to say it all over again. I wanted to swallow the words and forget them forever. I wanted to scream it from the top of my lungs.
“You are not staying in my room. Get your own.” He smirked. “And leave my queen unguarded? Never.”
He smirked. “And leave my queen unguarded? Never.”
“I hope my snoring keeps you awake all night.” He chuckled. “Good night, my queen.”
His handwriting was not at all what I’d expected. It was neat and clean. Practiced. Regal.
Regal, huh?
“Ah. As irksome as he is, it’s wise to listen. He is sworn to protect you.” “He is?”
He hadn’t pestered me enough to die. Not today.
I was supposed to be hiding. I loaded another bolt instead.
Atta girl.
“So generous, my queen.”
“Because you’re a bird.”
“Lyssa.”
Life felt fragile at the moment. Fleeting.
“And what do you suggest, my queen?
“I want to make a difference,” I said. “I want to do what’s right. I want to help.”
“What horse will you ride?” “Mine.” Oh, hell.
I knew how the air charged when he was angry and the realm blurred when he was close.
“I hate you.” It should have broken the moment. It should have pissed him off. But he stared at me like I was something to behold. Something to cherish. Something to protect. “Yes, you do,” he said. “Don’t forget.” “Never.”
“Thank you for bringing me here.” “You’re welcome, my queen.”
“You don’t have to hide who you are, Cross. Not here.”
