![]() He surveyed the thin mist, and I could tell by the way he kept tilting his head that he was listening for signs of danger. Just out the side window, Etan, proud and irritating on his horse, kept watch. Even in sleep, there was something about her posture that said she was ready to wake in a split second, a demeanor she’d adopted since the attack. Across from us, my sister-in-law, Scarlet, slept on the other bench. I spent the majority of my adult life doing the exact same thing, my mother-in-law, Lady Eastoffe, commented, placing a hand on my lap. The only other people I cared about were in the carriage beside me. ![]() Even so, Delia Grace had taken my place by the king’s side, and I didn’t want it back. ![]() As for Jameson himself … at least it seemed I had his forgiveness for running away with a commoner-a foreign commoner, no less. I still had a few friends at court, but they were far more loyal to King Jameson, and that would be especially true in the wake of me jilting him the very night he planned to propose. ![]() Silas-my husband-was dead, as were my parents. ![]() I reminded myself the notion was ridiculous there wasn’t anyone left in Coroa to follow me. AS THE CARRIAGE ROLLED ON, I looked over my shoulder out the tiny rear window, as if someone might be coming after me. ![]()
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