“Answer me,” Sabran said, voice straining. “I am your queen.” “You may be a queen, but you are not my queen. I am not your subject, Sabran.” Ead stepped inside and shut the doors. “And that is why you can be certain that what was between us was real.” Sabran gazed into the fire. “I showed you as much of myself as I could,” Ead told her. “Any more would have seen me executed.” “Do you think me a tyrant?” “I think you a self-righteous fool whose head is harder than a rock. And I would not change you for the world.” Sabran finally looked at her. “Tell me, Eadaz uq-Nāra,” she said softly, “am I a
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