Se connecterI don’t intend to lose either of them to the other’s foolishness.Which means I need to find Ingrid and convince her to abandon this plan before she discovers that she can’t possibly win. As much as I love Kaloni, she is competitive enough not to have warned Ingrid of the differences, especially if
AmvalMy heart hammers. The sun beats down on me, drenching my brow in sweat. People are everywhere, dressed in finery and uniforms alike. I have to find her. I can’t be too late.I spent half of last night awake, trying to figure out how to convince Ingrid I believed her without abandoning my belie
She opens her mouth to respond as the firelight shifts, and for a moment, she looks exactly like Mother. Perfectly poised. In complete control. And about to say one of the cruelest things I can imagine with a smile on her lips.Kaloni didn’t call him Lord Corwyn. She just called him Corwyn.“They di
I affect the perfect posture Mother drilled into me and maneuver a delicate spoonful of a thick, seafood-studded broth into my mouth before slouching back down. “Oh, I have it. I just have more important things to do.”“Breeding makes the world spin,” she snaps. “Without it, we would all be rogues.”
IngridWhen one of the strings on my lute snaps under my fingers that night, I finally have to admit how fucking angry I am.Angry and fucking tired.If I wanted to sit around waiting, I could have gone back home. Crossed my fingers and hoped somebody ever bothered to wonder if my mate had been murd
Ingrid clicks her tongue. “Sounds like I’m right.”I put a hand on her arm. Corwyn’s pride is wounded, but if we hit it too hard—well, he might not try to rush us, but this room is small enough that whoever shifts first wins the fight.Corwyn tracks the gesture with his eyes, then looks up at me aga







