Chapter Ten - Humiliated

So much for Xander not being all he seemed. His action was certainly giving the lie to that. Eithne assumed the situation would only become worse when they reached what was now his bedchamber.

As he hauled her up the stairs, she became aware she was still carrying the flagon of ale. Maybe she could drink herself into a stupor, and maybe not.

“Haven’t I been through enough?” she cried, unable to stay silent any longer.

“You have no idea, do you, Princess? Paupers can’t be choosers.”

Was that a hint as to his real origins? Eithne wasn’t about to ask him at that point.

“You’re hurting me,” she complained.

It was true; her scalp felt like it was on fire. Her mind led her to wonder if his head wound had healed. Then she chastised herself for neglecting her own needs. She had angered him without thought and now was about to suffer the consequences.

“Get used to it.”

His voice was low and tight, his fury about to be unleashed.

Eithne wasn’t too proud to beg if it meant avoiding a brutal rape
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