A Vow So Bold and Deadly (Cursebreakers, #3)

by Brigid Kemmerer

The scene continues. A light knock raps at the door, and a young servant enters carrying a tray of tea and delicacies. Rhen completely ignores him, and the boy looks like he’s used to being ignored by royalty. He eases the platter onto the table, but when he tips the pot to fill a cup, it’s slightly off center, and the cup falls, shattering on the marble floor. Tea splashes everywhere, including Rhen’s boots. The boy flinches and glances at Rhen. “For-forgive me, Your High—” “Guards.” Rhen doesn’t look at him. A guard appears in the doorway, and I’m startled to realize it’s Grey. Again, like Rhen, he looks slightly different. Not younger, just … not the same. Maybe it’s the expression in their eyes or the weight of their presence—or maybe it’s something they haven’t lost or earned yet. Before Grey has a chance to say anything, Rhen says, “Get him out of here. Make him regret that.” He gives a nod to Lilith and says, “Farewell, my lady.” Then he turns for the door. Grey’s eyes are cold. He grabs the cringing boy’s arm. Scary Grey.

oh my sad sad heart. how time has changed them both so greatly.