Lachlan POV
After King Brennus left, in a manner that was way angrier than when he came, if that is even possible, I was left in a state of dread and confusion.
That necklace. I forgot about the damn thing after giving it to her last night. The more I think about it, the more I can’t help but recall Lira the night she rejected me. I was overwhelmed by her ethereal beauty in her thin silk slip of a dress, and then by her rejection. The sight of her when she said those words, rejecting me with so much fortitude, like she couldn’t wait to leave me after the years of being trapped in our rough marriage, it’s an image I will never forget.
I tremble in anguish as the feelings associated with that night come forth with the image of her, all the heartache and regret like a ton of bricks compr
