BRYN
I really hope that I heard him wrong. Because if I did, it would explain so much! But it would be so bad!
“Ally,” I distanced myself from him, “What do you mean?”
He looked at me as if he was sensing that something was wrong. But I just kept staring at him with wide eyes.
“Ryn,” he brushed his palm over my cheek, “We can build a new country here together. You and me.”
Oh, no, we couldn’t. I wasn’t even the person he considered me to be. My heart started pounding but for the wrong reasons.
“I don’t think I am cut out to be a queen, Alistair,” I cleared my throat, but he only chuckled at that.
“I am afraid neither of us has a choice about that,” he informed me like none of this was a big deal.
“Of course, we do,” I tried to put his thoughts where I needed them to
