Rikom Mina held my hand and led me to our chambers at a brisk pace. I closed the door behind us, trying but failing miserably to keep my temper under control. How were we here again, so soon? She turned to me, her voice pleading. “Rikom, my love, please. Let’s be reasonable about this.” All control flew out of the balcony. “Mina, reasonable? Tell me what is reasonable about me taking another wife? Another wife who I will not love, a woman that I can barely stand. An entitled noblewoman who thinks being the Queen of Zamee is her birthright.” She sighed deeply. “I’m not asking you to love her, Rikom. We’ve been through this.” “I agreed to it once, Mina. I won’t agree to it again.” Her eyes narrowed angrily. “So you will renege on your father’s word? It is dishonourable, Rikom.

