CHAPTER FORTY
Josephine reaches for me again, ready to shove me a second time, when a voice cracks through the field like thunder.
“HOW DARE YOU TOUCH THE MOTHER OF MY CHILD!”
The whole archery ground stops.
Bows drop.
Chatter dies instantly.
Even Josephine’s arm freezes mid-air.
Adrian and Katerina stand at the entrance, but it’s Adrian’s fury that fills the space.
He looks like he walked straight out of a storm—jaw tight, eyes blazing, shoulders tense with barely controlled anger.
Josephine falls to her knees so fast the dust lifts.
The other noble ladies follow, heads lowered, shaking.
But Adrian is far from done.
He steps closer, towering over Josephine. His chest rises and falls heavily, he’s shaking with rage.
“You dare bully and endanger a pregnant woman?” he growls. “Y
