Jessamine
I chuckle. "This is your new ploy to get rid of me? I refuse to believe you're stupid enough not to notice when a man isn't being honest. There are always signs. I refuse to believe you would sell your family out for a man's attention. And it's highly unlikely that Rogue King Atticus would cross into our borders without being detected, and all to seduce you. You must think me a fool. What might you say next? That I should come with you so that you can murder me and hide my body?"
The moment the words leave my lips, I feel terrible. She's what? Eighteen? A child. I stare at the wild panic in her eyes and her small, trembling frame, and there is a war going on inside me. A war between that side of me that wants to look past how terrible she has been to me, and the part of me that
