Leah
The words slipped out before I could second-guess them.
“I wish…” My gaze flicked to Kaelen—only for a heartbeat—then settled on Samuel. “I wish to share a dance with Samuel.”
A ripple of surprise moved through the ballroom. Last lifetime, Ella had made the same request and walked away glowing with triumph, Samuel’s arm around her waist, the Dowager’s blessing sealing her place at his side. This time, I said it for a different reason entirely.
To get close.
To draw Kaelen’s attention.
To remind the rogue who’d already claimed me in front of half the court that I wasn’t his to toy with—not yet, not until I’d used every piece on this board to carve out my revenge.
Samuel blinked, clearly caught off guard. Being publicly asked to dance by the scarred girl everyone whispered about
