Todos los capítulos de The Captive Prince's Barbarian Luna : Capítulo 31 - Capítulo 40

Lucian's POV"How," she demanded. "Explain to me exactly how this is different, because from where I stand, it looks like the same argument dressed in different words. You get to choose duty over safety. I do not.""Because if something happens to you," I said, the words coming out rougher than I intended, "I am the one who will have failed to protect you. Do you understand that?”“Whatever name we give this arrangement, whatever the King calls it, I am still responsible for what happens to you now. I cannot train an army, lead a campaign, and watch over you at the same time, not if you insist on being anywhere near danger." I added."Then do not watch over me," she said. "Trust me to handle myself. I have survived worse in this camp than whatever waits for me behind your battle lines.""That is not the same," I said."It is exactly the same," she said. "I have lived my whole life surrounded by violence, Lucian. I know how to move quickly, how to stay out of the way, how to tend wound

Elara's POV I had agreed to take Lucian to see his men tonight, and the closer evening came, the harder it was to keep my hands steady. This was not part of the King's order. Fenwick, the guard responsible for assigning me to tend to the prisoners, trusted me enough to let me come and go from the holding building without much question, since I had always come on the King's business before. Tonight was different. Tonight I meant to use that trust to sneak the Southern Alpha's son past him, and if anyone discovered what I had done, Fenwick would be the one to answer for it, not me. I sat on the edge of the bed, twisting my fingers together. "You look like you are about to be sick," Lucian said from across the tent, pulling a dark cloak over his shoulders. "I feel like I am about to be sick," I admitted. "Then perhaps you should stay behind." He said. I turned to stare at him, certain for a moment that he had to be joking. There was absolutely no way he was getting into the plac

Elara's POVHe glanced back at me, something unreadable in his expression, before turning back to his men. "I have to go," he said. "But I will come back. I promise you that.""We believe you," Roderick said, though doubt still lingered beneath his words. "Go. Before you are caught here with us.""Watch over the others," Lucian said quietly, gripping Roderick's shoulder. "Keep them calm. I will come back for all of you.""We are not going anywhere," Roderick said, something almost like humor flickering across his tired face despite everything. "Chained to a wall tends to limit a man's travel plans."A faint, pained laugh rippled through a few of the other warriors, and even Lucian's mouth twitched, though the weight in his eyes did not lift.Lucian gripped Roderick's shoulder briefly, a silent exchange passing between them that needed no further words, and then he rose and crossed quickly back toward me.That was when I heard it. Voices outside, drawing closer. Dorren's voice, and ano

Elara's POV"You did," Kane agreed. "Every single night for a month, the same question. When are we going, Kane? Are the flowers still there, Kane? I nearly threw you into the river just for a moment of quiet.""You would never have done that," I said, grinning now."No," he admitted. "I would not have. But I thought about it.""You promised we would go," I said, smiling at the memory. "You said once you were strong enough to fight, you would take me there yourself, so no one could stop us.""I remember," he said again, quieter now, something almost regretful in his voice. "I never managed it. By the time I was strong enough to make good on that promise, there was always another battle, another duty, another reason it had to wait.""I did not blame you for that," I said gently. "You were busy earning us a life worth living. I understood.""Understanding does not undo a broken promise," Kane said, his eyes fixed on the fire now."Then make a new one," I said. "When all of this is over.

Elara's POV I said nothing further, turning back to my work, though my hands moved with less focus now, my mind still caught on the strange weight of what I had just learned.A few minutes later, I heard Thane's voice closer than before, saying something to Fenwick, a hand clasping the older man's shoulder briefly before he turned and began walking directly toward me.My stomach tightened."Elara," he said, stopping a short distance away, his voice smooth, almost pleasant. "Might I have a word?"I straightened slowly, surprised. We had exchanged greetings before, nothing more, the kind of polite nothing that passed between people who moved in the same circles without ever truly speaking. I could think of nothing we might have to discuss."Of course," I said, though uncertainty colored my tone.He gestured toward the tent flap, and I followed him outside, not wanting to make a scene by refusing in front of the others, though something uneasy twisted in my chest with every step that ca