Tasmina
“WHAT?”
Rikom paced the room angrily after I told him the necessity of sealing the alliance.
“Tasmina have you lost your mind? Do you hear what you’re asking me to do?”
He stopped pacing and ran his hands through his hair roughly. His brows furrowed as he glared at me.
“Well? Do you?”
I took a deep breath.
“My jün, if there was another way, I would never even suggest such a thing. But already your people do not accept me. Already, we have broken royal customs. And now you wish to break another?”
He fumbled for words and when they didn’t come, he roared angrily.
“This is a stupid custom. How can I be expected to have more wives when my sole wife is my mate?”
“Rikom… it’s been over two months since we’ve been married and… I still haven’t gone into heat.”
He paused
