“You would have me return to the palace,” I spat, fury rising within, “and spread my legs for your son–” “No!” His roar cracked through the night, making me flinch. “I would have you feed your people! Secure peace for Radaan!” His voice broke, his hands curling into fists. “Do you think this is easy for me? That I don’t burn for you every moment, knowing I can never have you?”
