It didn’t take much to determine the dark-haired mage was talking about King Liam of the Eternus.
That’s who he was saying would be crueler to me than Orin.
The new King of the Eternus.
Sitting on a stolen throne. I thought bitterly.
Orin had told me that Gray’s parents had been killed that night also.
So, King Liam could assume the throne.
The rumors swore that it was Gray himself who’d murdered them.
It fully registered that Orin implied I was happy to be at his bidding.
I’m anything but.
I’m his slave.
Something I had never in my life, thought I would be.
“I’m not, Orin.” I promised him. Shaking my head. “Please let me go. Or give me to him. I don’t care.”
“You don’t know what fates await a beauty such as you. You don’t yet understand what you are.” He was petting m
