Twenty-four:
Princess Sirena
The Imperator did not care about anyone. I had heard Zale tell me the story about being pushed into the river. I had seen the graves where he had buried his previous heirs. This was the kind of world I was in. A place where caring didn’t seem to be a thing. If I was going to change it, I was going to have to start with Zale. I was going to have to make him fall in love with me. If I could do that, I could make it so that Aurum was a place of love instead of a place of hate.
Once Zale was done telling me about his brothers, we headed back to the hunting lodge. “It’s late,” I said, “we should head back.”
Zale glanced at the hunting lodge. “We could.”
I frowned. “Or?”
“Or we could
