Chapter 8
Tierney
Tierney couldn’t imagine how she’d ever thought this place was Fargelsi.
Fargelsi was beautiful. Beautiful and deceptively dangerous.
This place … Lenya was just dangerous.
After a two-day march from the battlefield, their small party had been attacked three times by rogue brigands. Keir’s soldiers had slaughtered their attackers every time.
Lieutenant Keir, the man who’d saved her from the point of a sword and then imprisoned her, was an absolute misogynist turd, as her mother would have called him. And a brutal leader. His men followed his orders to the letter, not out of respect but out of fear.
“I can walk with the others, you know.” Tierney squirmed against the ropes binding her hands to Keir’s saddle. When he made her ride with him, he’d insisted she ride sid
