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She means when I say no. If profanity from the princess wouldn’t cause a scandal, it would be fuck no.
An assassin from the Hunter’s Guild would never be associated with the prim and proper Princess Marjoriana. But Asher is my dearest friend. My only friend.
“Even in Incendar,” he says. “I’d find my way to you. King or not, magic or not, I’ll do whatever needs doing.”
People have begun to speculate that my fire magic is somehow causing the droughts. It’s not, but I won’t deny it. The truth is worse.
I’d never say these words out loud in the palace, but I can tell that this man does not fuck around. I like it. It scares me how much I like it.
“I said that if this alliance is to proceed through marriage, he will not lay a hand on you again. If he does, I will consider it an act of war.”
Who hurt you? Was it your brother?”
Like he doesn’t trust himself to be vulnerable, so someone else has to win it.
“You are not my prisoner, Asher. You are free to stay,
just as you are free to leave. But no one will take you away from her. No one will take her away from you. Certainly not me.” I lean in, letting him hear the righteous conviction in my voice. “You are free. But if this is where you choose to remain, know this: no one will take you away from me.”
I put out a hand. “I’ve made do until now, but would you please give me a weapon?”
