“Because I knew you would follow me here. I failed that night. The timing was off. Then the king returned. I had to change my strategy.” I stared at her, not wholly comprehending. But . . . why? “I want Jeru. In order to have Jeru, I must marry a king, but Tiras has taken care of that, hasn’t he? He has made Kjell his successor.
What? No.
