Chapter Twenty-Four
The King of Cordoba slammed the morning paper down on his desk. The edges of the thin parchment trembled under his fingers. Though the paper was lightweight, its words fired heavy artillery.
Jan flinched at the sound of Leo’s palm on the wood, and at the angry, belligerent picture they’d captured of her.
Her lips were pulled from her teeth in a snarl as she faced off against that awful reporter. One hand was raised, a finger raised in the woman’s face as though she were telling her off. Well, that part at least, they’d gotten right.
Jan had told Lila Drake off. She’d tried to make the woman see reason, see the truth. But like every other story the scandal pusher published, this story twisted and contorted the facts until it wasn’t even reality.
“This is an unmitiga
