SARAH STOOD ON THE balcony and gazed down at the sleeping dwarf city. The giant cavern was a maze of streets and fairways lined with stone shops and houses. A trail of torchlight followed the main throughway, while dots of smaller scattered torches and fire pits cast a soft glow for late-night travelers to navigate their way.
Cabal appeared beside her. He slipped his arm around her waist. She stiffened at his touch. “I don’t want to fight,” he offered.
“Is that why you didn’t tell me your plans until it was too late?” Her voice was curt.
“No,” Cabal answered quickly. “I knew you would be against my relinquishing the throne. But this is my decision and mine alone.”
She slipped from his grasp and turned to face him. “It was a selfish decision. You’re a prince and as such you have obligat
