AMARIS"Ryker Clint is his name," Layla whispered and my cheeks flushed pink.She had just caught me staring at him. We all stood in the courtyard.Apparently this was a frequent routine where the King, in this case Ryker, would address the workers and keep them updated."What an exemplary leader," I scoffed, my tone laced with sarcasm as Layla, the slender brunette who had smiled at me when I strode in, explained to me what this ritual was."He is not that bad," she whispered with a smile, it felt more like an admiration or maybe a secret longing.Who knows?"I don't really care," I lied. Of course, I did care. But admitting that, even if it was to this complete stranger who was just chattering her way on, would make it real.Real enough that I might consider staying.But I can't stay. I didn't leave one monster to fall back into another devil.I folded my arms across my chest, staring at him. I couldn't hear clearly what he was saying because of the crowd, but I knew he commanded th
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