Third party povThe guards didn't stop her thankfully. The two men posted outside Jasper's cell took one look at her and then immediately stepped to the side."Ten minutes, my lady," said the warrior who was nearer, with a short, uncomfortable bow. "His Majesties gave no order against it. You are his mate, after all."His mate. The words warmed her more than they had any right to. She inclined her head, gracious as a queen, and swept past them as the door groaned open.Prince Jasper lay slumped against the far wall, chained at both wrists, his head hanging. His shirt clung damp to his back. His hair was wet with sweat, and there was a raw, livid mark on his forehead where he'd struck the stone. He didn't look up at her footsteps.Ava stopped a few paces from him, clasping her hands before her, and let the silence stretch."I heard you," she said at last, sweetly.But Jasper said nothing."Did you know that? All the way from the south gallery. I was walking back from breakfast, and I
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