In my family’s quarters, I peek inside my parents’ bedchambers at my mother wrapped up in her sheets. She might have given up on me now, and my heart breaks at that possible truth. I hate the very idea of drawing Marcus away from his duty in Camelot. Any connection of him ...
Davin! Davin! Davin! I’m only a few feet away from them and they don’t even realize it. The curtains hide me as I drink in their love, their admiration. I love it. It’s the strongest drug out there. When I hear them chanting my name, I swear I’m soaring above the stadium. If I stood here long eno...
Not when the knight I still love and the brother I’m afraid I’ve lost are made into captives, bloody and restrained. Marcus glances up, and his face falls with relief to see me. But Owen is unreadable. Footsteps crunch on the dry snow behind me. Slow, heavy. “Darling, for ...
