Vera’s POVIronclaw's fortress stood behind a high stone wall, with armed guards posted above the entrance and a narrow road leading through the gate. By the time our carriage stopped in the courtyard, my back ached from the journey, and I wanted nothing more than a meal and a room where nobody could issue another order about my future.A broad-shouldered man approached the carriage before the driver had finished lowering the steps. His dark hair was tied behind his head, and the scars along his hands were visible when he opened the door. He wore no ceremonial cloak, but the guards straightened as soon as he appeared.“Vera Ashford,” he said. “I am Cassian Blackwood, and I expect you have been told why you are here.”“I have been told what my husband wants, what the elders want, and what your council wants,” I replied as I climbed down. “Nobody has shown much interest in what I want, so I hope you will forgive me for not being enthusiastic about the welcome.”His silver-gray eyes rem
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