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Some part of him found a thrill in that. She should fear him. He was massive in comparison to her, strong arms or not. The king barely came up to his shoulders, and this woman only came up to his chest. She should tremble knowing that it would take so very little for him to snap her neck or rip her head clean off her shoulders if he wished.
“I am not your husband,” he murmured. “And I never will be.” There it was again. That little gasp that made every part of his body crawl with revulsion. But then he leaned back and turned her toward the crowd, as though they had kissed after
What the actual fuck was happening to her? Maia had always had a problem saying no. It was why she’d gotten herself into the whole situation with her father in the first place.
It was impossible. There was no one standing there, watching as a woman was taken from her home in the worst case of a miscommunication anyone had ever heard of. But she could still feel their eyes on her.
Was she going to drown in knee-high water?
“Quickly, fire hair. My patience grows thin.” They had very little time. The forest was dangerous at night, and there were many creatures who hunted in the silver light of the moon.
“Lovely? The only thing lovely about that room were the plants. And you can’t convince me any of the royals had a single thing to do with that.”
you. You are a weak mate, a delicate creature who will be broken in these woods long before you learn to walk in them.”
Because he had the sneaky suspicion that if he caught anyone looking at his wife the way he had just been staring at her, he’d get into a fight. He’d rip their eyes out of their head if they saw what he did, even his own brother. Those were sights for his gaze only.
