Maera hadn’t intended blurting out the truth like that. Her eyes rounded in horror as she realized that she had almost given away the fact that she wanted to be strong enough to defy her father. Would Dastan pick up the hint?
His eyes however glittered playfully, and his smile became crooked at the corners of his mouth. “Are you training to fight me then?”
Her chest heaved with relief as she blinked back her irrational fear and produced a smile to hide her fears. “Why not? If you’re defeated, I would be free and go back home,” she joked lightly.
It failed. Her attempt to dark humor was badly received. His eyes murky charcoal grey which showed a sign of unhappiness or annoyance. “Is that what you want? You want to go back?”
In answer, she simply placed her hand over his heart, and ther
