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“No need to add the king part. I’m not sure I’ve earned it. Call me Davin.”
“Start with this one.” He handed it to her. “It’s one of my personal favorites.” She read the title out loud. “The Hunger Games. Sounds intriguing.”
Either way, it was then that Davin had decided to hire Emree Dutson. She was young—probably too young for the job—but he saw potential in her despite her young age. She was educated and had some experience. He was willing to give her a chance. He wished more people would give him a chance despite his youth.
No ruler in the entire history of Enderlin had ever married a working-class woman.
I foresee you being the first King Davin
“Once we’ve both reached our potential, we’ll be ready for the next step . . . together.”
Fuck boy behavior
The problem with warning signs was they made a person want to disobey them.
“Well,” she held her hands in front of her, rocking back and forth on her toes, “little girls dream of becoming a princess. They dream of prince charming rescuing them. Not the king. Princes are what little girls’ dreams are made of.”
at the rate they were going, they could both make a living as thieves with all the glances they were stealing.
Love should be progressive and radical. Emree’s love with Portlend wasn’t the slightest bit progressive or radical, and if she was honest, that disappointed her.
It was Officer Ricks’s job.
Oh how wrong you are
In other words, he loved her. Davin loved her so much.
She was worth the gamble. But first, he needed to find out if she felt the same way.
Millar gave her a knowing look as he stepped out into the hall. “I think he is.”
By now, you are far from Enderlin Castle. Please do not return. Stay away from Davin.
Lol f u
You were just a dream girl then, but now you’re what my dreams are made of.”
