MasukI hate these fucking games.Finally, without us ever diving deeper into a subject than the very top layer, the final course arrives. Flaky pastry layered thick with chocolate, cut into neat squares.Kaloni offers me one. “What about you?”“What about me?”“When you realized your mate was a crown pri
***That night, I knock on the door to her quarters, wearing one of my more beautiful gowns. Most people would dress down for a private dinner like this. When she opens the door wearing not only a gown but her royal crown, I know I guessed right.“Ingrid.” She smiles warmly. “You look wonderful.”“S
IngridAfter Amval proves that there’s no point in talking to him, no matter what kind of evidence I have, my life in Som Palace barely changes. No one else even knows he’s here.Joli still hangs out with me when she can, but I realized a while ago that her smuggling business expands far past wartim
“I—” She scowls. “Have you heard about the conscriptions? I wasn’t aware Lightning Cape’s army was weak.”“There is strong and there is strong enough to conquer wildlands abandoned to rogues,” I reply sharply. Perhaps I wondered something similar, but Ingrid certainly lacks the knowledge to understa
AmvalI unfasten a buckle, working quietly alongside Mesut. He doesn’t even look at me, but I know now that he notices. I should have realized all along.“Sash?” Ingrid yells.I jerk back.“Your girl?” Mesut asks with a sly smile.I shake my head, praying he didn’t recognize her voice. That no one r
By all the stars, Astralis is involved in this.“Lady Evangeline,” Corwyn says, disdain grating through his polite demeanor, “you have a tea in half an hour.”“Oh, of course. Apologies.” She nods to me. “Kael here makes sure I don’t leave my head behind because I’m too busy chatting.”I rip my gaze







