Danika didn’t know why he was saying these words to her, but she was determined to let him see she could do nothing that would hurt him. This man who had hurt her so much. This man who had been hurt more than any other human she had ever known. She could do nothing that would hurt him. She did not have the heart for it.
Danika pressed closer to the king, so nothing separated their bodies from touching. The scent that was uniquely his enveloped her. She let her feelings for him show blatantly in her eyes—for him to see her sincerity. “I will never betray you, my king,” she vowed because she knew with every fiber of her being that she did not have the heart to hurt him. She did not know the betrayal he was talking about, nor did she know what he meant. But it didn’t matter. She knew she cou
