Tauren was livid. “You could’ve been killed!” he seethed. “But I wasn’t,” I argued, turning my attention back to him. “You shoved me away,” he accused, his voice rising with each word. “Of course I did!” “Why would you do that?” “I had to protect you.” “Why, Sable?” he angrily demanded. “You’re my prince,” I offered weakly. “Why, Sable?” he growled. He was insufferable. He knew why. “Why, Sable?” he repeated, softer this time. I threw my hands in the air. “Because I couldn’t live with myself if something happened to you!” I couldn’t. If he died, the weight of my soul would bring his back. But
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