HINA'
urn with the annulment decree,
ppease me, to bring Jacqueline before me, w
ut my moth
coveted all along. According to kingdom law, a noblewoman's dowry was managed by he
our past life to weave her way through the noble circles, paving Kael
of ice through my heart. That man was a n
gotten deta
way in that abandoned mano
he iron bars of the dungeon, he had passe
remembered his eyes. They were impossibly bright, li
rd taking pity on a dying prisoner and risking punishment t
them would have risked his wrath for my sake. And the stranger had been injured himself, his cloak concealing bot
life to help me? The question lodg
d me from my thoughts. It wasn
me, Cressida.
ghter. My stepsister. The one who had stabbed
said, my
had a clumsy dragon-wing embroidery on the shoulder, a cheap imitation of the emblems worn by tr
you alright? He didn't trouble you, did he?
ing the touch. I didn't want
ally" let it slip that Jacqueline was "gravely injured and h
ed, watching her pa
n her as I used to. Her eyes darted around the room
origins, trying to attach herself to the Sterling family!
to helping me while secretly sending word to Kaelen that Cressi
h desperate t
culous imitation dragon wings on her shoulder. "How touching. Though if Jacqueline disappeared tomorr
oncern vanished from her face. Shock flashed through her e
ld you say somet
or. "You should try being sincere sometime. I
holding a piece of fine par
u asked for." Moi
ped, her hand flying to her mouth. "Sister! You.
he quill, and signed my name a
as firm, without
g," I declared, handing the signed decree to Moira. "Keep th
dn't comprehend it. An unmarried woman who had broken
know that I sim
his," Cressida stammered, befor
was rushing to tell he
nted them
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