A Clash of Three Courts (An Heir Comes to Rise, #4)

by C.C. Peñaranda

“I wouldn’t have found my way out of that darkness without you,” she said, resisting the urge to reach up a hand to trace his thoughtful face. “You became my light.”

Yet she was the most powerful player on the board. A queen under the guise of a pawn.

“It’s time to start looking forward. Whether you defy or bow to fate, it is your choice.”

“Actions can silence, while words can be twisted in any which way.”

What became of them beyond this… Was a fight together. Never parted, never alone again.

“I still have the world to give you in this one. Hold tight, love.”