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His life within Macabris would become more painful as well.
doing what he wanted rather than what was expected, despite the consequences.
You’re the only one who has ever taken me seriously.” “Perhaps that will change,”
“Do not waste your gentlemanly behavior on such a task.”
I’d prefer to witness their reactions myself anyway,”
“Plus, I can play the part of the devastated jilted bride better without you here.”
“I look forward to the trouble we can cause, despite today.”
Kattiva wanted her choices to be her own. To build a future of her own.
Your friendship is a gift.” A blush rose to her cheeks,
“Or you might finally push me to want to be more than friends.”
For the first time in a very long while, his emotions matched the surrounding joy.
And though she could sense her arms at her sides as she lay in a bed, Arabessa could feel nothing of her hands.
Her gifts had howled in her mind, the terror of a child calling for their parent.
a fully feeling body to whatever changes were taking place within her.
She had done it. She had claimed her future.
Arabessa was the next Thief King. She was Thief King.
“Much better, now that you’re back.” “I am always with you, even if I’m not by your side.”
“Still thinking of what others might need, even when you’re the one suffering,”
Each other. The unspoken words filled up the silence between them.
He loved her, remembered loving her.
“I feel no pain.” “Then why are you crying, my love?”
“I am happy.”
“Yes, my music, together we most certainly are.”
Perhaps not her music but certainly her magic.
“Extremely understanding and, dare I say, amused.” “Amused?” “Very much so.”
“Their daughter is more capable than either of them combined.”
It was a question said not in cruelty but to prove his answer matched hers. There were no regrets.
She had survived. She had won. Zimri was not to marry another.
“We will build something new from what we have given up. Together.”
“You, Arabessa Bassette, have reigned over my heart since the first night I met you.”
Yet the bliss found in her dreams was no match for the happiness Arabessa now felt for her future.
There was a hesitation in the woman’s expression, a bit of lucidness that this was not meant to be shared,
Rose regaining her wits and with them her realization of what she had confessed.
She had stopped wearing a disguise within the kingdom,
“That is what the guards are for.” “No guards stopped me,”
“Then why do I need to knock, again?” “For pretense
“I shall pretend to respect you and knock next time.”
They did a great job of hiding the fragrance of her emotions. A very clever tactic on her part.
Kattiva was Macabris, more so than he ever could have been.
Not to mention it had absolutely maddened Zhad and Alyona to find themselves under their daughter’s rule.
“I have another job tonight.” “Always in such high demand.”
Ones who could benefit him in more ways than money.
He shot her a wink, eliciting her laugh before walking out.
Arabessa had always wondered what it was like for her father to be placed into this disguise.
But Arabessa supposed that was rather the point. To be unrecognizable.
Arabessa was worthy. With the reminder, her chest swelled warm, proud, chin tilting up.
“I’m sure I can find space in Alōs’s chambers,”
“I’d love to hear how that conversation will transpire.”
“With me getting my way, I’...
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her injury still tore at her heart.
