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winding gravel path, and shoved me into a dilapidat

l

e, followed by the rattle of an iro

ide from a three-legged wooden bed propped up by bricks and a cracked basin, the p

inspect the room, the iron

ish gold-threaded silk gown that practically glowed in the dim woodshed. With Jaydan not aroun

ggled. "Look at where you're living now. Even the str

"Did you come all the way to this filthy shed just

in a low voice, "Don't get cocky just because you showed your face today, Brynn! So what if you look pretty? You're still a p

you're so sure of yourself, why come

bit

se raised her right ha

uld fall, I stepped in and slapped h

yse stumbled back, one hand flying to her r

hall," I said coldly. "The second is for c

y, I caught a flash of a gold-embroidered clo

ed face twisted. Instead of retaliating, she th

er lungs, deliberately scraping her bare elbow across a sharp stone on t

, Jaydan charged through th

ay

ody scrape on her pale arm, his golden eyes blazed

tching his collar. "It's all my fault, don't blame Sister Brynn! She's j

mous

own, lunged across the small room, and drove his heavy b

th would have shattered my guard anyway. And even as the blow came, one thought cut through the instinct to fight back: he was the Crown Prince, the man n

too

ed into my internal organs. My feet left the

as

irty glass panes. Countless sharp shards of glass rained down, slicing deep int

of my torn dress. Every breath pulled at my bruised ribs like fire. My fingers curled a

La

n coarse gray servant clothes pushed past the guards and threw he

three days ago to clean my courtyard. Seeing me covered in blood and glass, Sadie bur

die cried, blood quickly staining her for

s boot. "Consider this a warning, Brynn Webb. Touch a single ha

over his shoulder before tugging his hand. "Your Highnes

d walked out. The wooden door slammed shut

and tried to press her torn skirt against my bleeding wounds, my fingers closed around a jagged piece of bloody glass on the floo