The Rose & the Dagger (The Wrath and the Dawn, #2)

by Renée Ahdieh

A trickle of blood slid down his arm. He felt nothing. He only saw it. Because nothing hurt like missing her. He suspected nothing ever would.

“You’re still lying to me. Do you mean to tell me the Caliph of Khorasan would not care if harm were to befall you?” “As I said before, I cannot speak to his feelings.” Teymur sneered down at her. “You expect me to believe the mighty King of Kings wouldn’t be angry for what has transpired today?” No. Khalid would break every bone in your body for what you’ve done.

“If you ever touch me again, I’ll rip off your sorry excuse for manhood and feed it to the falcon.” Then she stepped closer, brandishing her unsheathed dagger. “But if you even look at my sister again, I’ll kill you outright.”