Three years before, King Tiras had returned from the first battle in Kilmorda with a female captive from Corvyn. He’d locked Lady Lark in a tower room—a means to control her treacherous father—and proceeded to become her prisoner. Now all of Jeru bowed at her feet.
Damion had no desire to deposit Sasha in a room and put her under armed guard. But he wanted to keep her, and he had no idea how to go about doing so. Now the whole city would be making assumptions about the woman in the company of the captain. Before long, he would have to make his claim, just like he’d done with Heather, and he instantly resented the entire, inquisitive, meddlesome population.
They didn’t proceed to the courtyard, like they would have done if they accompanied the king. Instead, they crossed the wide drawb
