THIRD PERSON POV
Salem looked away. “I’ve been around you long enough to know that stopping you only makes you all the more relentless.”
Vera let out a faux dramatic gasp.
“Wow, such nobility. Such honor. Such a woman of true, admirable morals.” She pouted, dropping a hand to her chest in mock devastation. “Our dear friend thinks she is better than us because—” she let out a theatrical sigh, her lips curving into a mocking smile, “—she has a kind heart.”
Indigo threw her head back in wild laughter. Mari did her best to bite back a grin.
“I don’t think I’m better than anyone. And I know I’m not a saint either.” Salem spoke fluidly, meeting Vera’s ice-blue gaze without a flinch. “But she was chosen by the goddess. Doesn’t that say something? She is destined to be queen. She is destined
