The Traitor Queen (The Bridge Kingdom, #2)

by Danielle L. Jensen

“Now, now, Father,” Lara purred, walking down the table and kicking over glasses of wine with every step, noblemen and ambassadors pulling back in alarm. “Is that any way to greet your most favored of children?”

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“What’s this?” “Poison.” “Most girls keep love letters in their treasure boxes, but you keep murder weapons.”

“The sort who’s had his fill of backstabbing pricks,” Aren replied before sliding his blade across the man’s throat. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to get my wife back.”

“Lara, no matter where you are in the world, if you need me, I’ll come for you. Please know that.”

She was right, and he knew it. But in his heart, he knew that even if he never saw her again for the rest of his life, it would never be over. She would always be his queen.

“Awake or asleep, all I see is your face. All I hear is your voice. All I feel is you in my arms. All I want is you.”

“I love you.” Aren only walked toward the door. He paused with his hand on the latch, before turning to look at her. “I’m sorry.”

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“But I need you.” He pulled her tight against the metal, his forehead pressing against hers through the bars. “I love you, and I’ve never stopped. Not once, not even when I should have.”

“Since the day we met, there has never been anyone but you. And there never will be anyone but you. You are my queen, and I need you.”