ABEL EVERHEART'S POV
Pay her back? Why does that question alone make my heart race? I do not exactly have much to give, to someone like her especially. There is no work I can do that can pay back all the food and medicine given to the other slaves. Or the nights I have spent in her bed.
"Uh . . . how can I repay you," I ask.
My eyes can still see her stunning silhouette. She walks around the bed and
enters it from the other side. I quickly bury my legs under the covers too.
"I plan to acquire the great crown and conquer your dead father's Kingdom in a day. For that to happen we must visit King Elon's palace," she says. Is she finally letting me in on her plan? Why would she need me to know? "You will be coming with me," she adds and I freeze in shock.
Hell no! I may be her slave b
