“We can run. Together.” “We can’t,” Severin said, and now the tears flowed freely down his cheeks. “If they take you, if you refuse to let them control you, they will make you bear an heir as soon as you’re able. One who will hand over all the power, who they can control—and then they’ll kill you anyway. I can’t save you. You have to save your power, Maryse—you have to save yourself.”
