Chapter 3
Tia
The moment they were alone, Veren turned to Tierney, panic in his eyes. “Do not tell Donal you fought Grima during the siege.” He walked past her and threw himself on the plush settee, all the formal tones and niceties upon first seeing her gone.
“Yes.” Tierney crossed her arms. “That was my first thought. I’d just go to the prince and tell him how many of his men I killed.” She rolled her eyes. “Glad we’re past that strange, you-being-nice-to-me thing.”
“I’m always nice, Princess.” He winked.
A snort sounded from behind her. “Oh, don’t mind me,” Gulliver said. “I’m sure you’re relieved I’m alive as well, great and noble Veren. No need to say it.”
Tierney bit back a smile. Gulliver had always hated Veren. He was even more protective of her than she was of herself. But V
