Glint (The Plated Prisoner, #2)

by Raven Kennedy

I’d find you. Not his soldiers

They think I’ll buckle, but they’ll soon realize I’m not that kind of saddle.

“If you want something, you’re going to have to earn it.”

“I hope you burn so bright that you scorch your Golden King down to ash.”

“Sometimes,” he murmurs, “things need first to be ruined in order to then be remade.”