Shield of Sparrows (Shield of Sparrows, #1)

by Devney Perry

These men were bartering for us like we were crops. Mae preened, seemingly honored to be chattel. She stood taller, her shoulders pinned, as a smug smile stretched across her mouth. My molars ground together, nearly cracking, but I managed to keep quiet. Nothing would come from my protest. No one in this room gave a damn about my opinion. My fate was not my own, and my future would be determined by these men.

“Eager to chase Zavier to his room, my queen?”

Hehehe

This monster had died so a prince could manipulate a king. So a man could force a woman into marriage.

“Damn it, Cross.” The Guardian slammed his fists on the railing. “Swim!” Swim. Good idea.

A warm bath was waiting. And an apple. I didn’t let myself think about who had likely arranged for them both.