Chapter 16
Keir
Keir prided himself on rarely losing his temper. It was one of the reasons he was an effective leader in battle. He was always calm, always in control of himself. But right now, as he stared at his reflection in the window, all he could think of was how much he wanted to wring her neck.
He saw Tierney lift her chin in the reflection, a clear sign she wasn’t going to cower like she assumed he wanted. But she didn’t know him, didn’t know that as much as he struggled to believe a word she said, he respected the not-so-quiet strength in her.
He’d been raised to believe women wanted to be subservient, that it was their role to bow to the whims of men. Eavha had certainly never acted as such, but she was his sister and a princess. Certain liberties were afforded her.
A priso
