LOGINEvelynTwo Years LaterThe gardens outside the palace were alive with late-spring blossoms, their perfume carried on a gentle breeze to fill my nose, as my daughter’s laughter, bright and bubbling, carried across the lawn. I watched her reemerge into view, weaving through the rose bushes as she chas
Evelyn The throne room of my father’s palace had never looked so magnificent. Banners in silver and deep royal blue draped from the vaulted ceilings, fine designs embroidered into every piece of fabric. Torches burned in golden sconces, their flames reflected in polished marble floors. The air carr
Logan Two Months LaterThe room was awash with candlelight from the hundreds of candles lining the space. They collectively cast their amber glow on the stone walls, giving our surroundings a soft appearance.Laughter and music poured through the air, filling every corner with celebration. Tonight
LoganThe tavern was alive with laughter. It felt like everyone else there had something to celebrate as well.Around us floated the sound of clinking glasses and the scent of roasted meats wafting through the air. The scene was incredibly jovial and a far cry from the war councils and court politi
“He loves her,” I said quietly, though the words sounded fragile echoing against the empty walls of the throne room. “And you would punish him for it.”“Love is only worth so much,” my father said, the warmth of a moment ago gone. His eyes hardened. “A ruler must make decisions based on what is best
EvelynThe throne room always felt too large. It had been so long since I had been inside the vast, sprawling space, and even then, it had been filled with others for my brother’s princely coronation ceremony when he was fourteen. But now it was just us, my father and I. There weren’t even guards in
LoganThe sky was the color of ash, neither dark nor light, just heavy and indifferent. It felt like a good reflection of my mood.The wind skimmed through the tall grass as I led Jesse down the old path, shackles clinking softly with every step he took. He didn’t speak. He hadn’t, not since I went
I leaned forward. “Also, I’m not an idiot. I can see why you came running back to me after you told me you were a true rogue with no allegiance. You know that if she finds out the truth of your involvement over the years, there will be hell to pay, so you came back here with your tail between your l
“We found him,” the scout gasped. “He’s in an old penthouse, Your Highness.”I froze, my eyes going wide. “In the city?”The scout nodded.“Is it Scott’s?” The question was thin and hesitant.“It is,” the scout confirmed.Again, Logan’s eyes snagged on mine.“I gave him that penthouse,” I admitted.
JesseI always enjoyed being in Scott’s penthouse, but never more so than I did just then. It had an amazing, sprawling view, polished floors, shelves lined with rare books, and a table of expensive liquor. It was all pretentious but comfortable. Back when I had been on the streets, it was the kind







