been awake for hours, her hands deep in the cold stream that cut through the edge of town, scrubbing linens until her knuckles bur
gh roads that led to the capital. The stone cottages leaned with age, and smoke rose weakly from
. Behind her, the worn path up to her cottage waited along with her mother, who hadn't
reakfast waiting. Just yesterday's stal
called from up
skirts and nearly tripping over her own boots. Maeve was a year younger, all
," Liora said, a
ren't already up with the stars. The
t with a snap. "What now
in, whispering, "Th
nked. "Th
ng to Duskmere to ride through the villages and 'observe t
ands on her apron. "Observe us
say he's bringing an entire procession.
y h
be we're luck
I suppose. Pretend we're grateful while he ride
he's handsome, may
led despi
prince. A man who had everything she never would. Why should h
mbing higher, and with it, the day's work waited. Firewood.
ay. Anoth
nown that everything
oad like a storm cloud, kicked up by the hooves of pristine horses and the boots of armored gua
woven basket with only a few copper coins at the
, not unkindly, but with the same pitying tone he'd used si
e hardened bread, and turned only to
Highness, Prince A
eaves in the wind. Some bowed. Others stared, wide-eyed,
ening around the basket, tryi
she s
aped in ridiculous gold or wearing a crown. His cloak was travel-worn, his boots muddy. His dark hair curled slightly at the ends, wind
y, but curiously. As if trying to understand the lines
out a word, and yet.
ds, they locked. Hers and
a hea
n it wa
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st of
rn was louder than usual, fu
lood Vaelorian breed, worth mor
ther, I heard. Got a
survive in palaces,
mind still reeled with the memory of his gaze. She told herself it
ye
ut. "You forgot your herbs earlier. Sti
she stepped out into the cool n
ng was
aps...
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rst En
t Liora's peace was shattered by the sound
ping, expecting a messenge
d instead was
on
eary but sharp. He dismounted slowly, gui
ce low and even. "My horse needed wa
ared, sp
id softly, "from the vi
uth we
t with awe. Not with fear. Just... ho
're not used to villagers who don
outh twitched upw
rouching to run water through his
ther and brother. My father
sor
Kind words didn't
or a long moment.
.Li
t like a prom
, a thread pulled
de her stream like he belonged there. As if he weren't the
d at last, her voice guarded. "A
t's easier to see the truth without
picious. "You think you'
from his fingertips. "I think I'll fi
know how to
food. Her mother's medicine wouldn't last through the week. And here was a man
ry himself like a man wh
ently, as if aware she was measuring
come," she
d in the stream a little further west. The water
ed into a genuine
s offer such kind
s who look a
in, and this time s
tallion and turned toward the direction s
io
es
I see yo
nto the trees, her heart kn
self not to
d ever came from a prince sp
ye
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r Th
he moved through her chores like someone moving through a dream. Her mother asked for soup.
fter sundown, knockin
teased, dropping onto the edge of the s
hesi
"Liora Hale, don't
iora said quickly. "
hat horse probably drinks from a fountain
n't lik
breathless. Hopefu
heart, Liora. Princes don't belong in places lik
into the fi
did
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