Ember
Arguing with Nara is beginning to become part of my morning routine. “He is not Robert. He is not Daniel. His respect in your capabilities as a guard should tell you that.”
There is a difference between accepting a female guard and being mated to one. He said himself Bianca is the only one he will marry.
“He doesn’t know that you are his mate!”
And if he rejects us? Nara goes quiet, but I can feel her plotting. This conversation isn’t over.
During training, I let muscle memory take over, running through drills automatically while my thoughts drift. Prince Kaine has been cold lately, and I understand why, but this has gone on long enough. I made a mistake the night he caught me trying to leave the palace. I broke his trust. But he’s the one who decided to let me stay on the inve
