Sakina
The conversation with Atari the night before had been a tough one. I’d had to tell him that whether the i***t claimed it or not, my heart belonged to Lucien. He understood, graciously leaving the door to Ponos open to me, but putting no pressure on me to accompany him. He was a good man. Part of me wished I could love him. It would be so much easier, so painless. He would do anything to make me happy. Meanwhile, I was mated to a man who was trying to overthrow the king, according to Sanaz.
We had listened in horror after dinner as she told us what Lucien had said.
“He’s lost his f*cking mind,” Orsa said, wide eyed.
I had to agree. Tasmina was thoughtful.
“Sakina, you said someone on the inside was feeding information to Skol. Have you come across anything that could lead us
