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he
I will
ould sense it in my bones--th
were now fussing over me with unsettling attentiveness, lacin
care, as though afraid to leave
king the final prepara
the day had finally come. Someone had offer
as allowed to be c
I could not ha
said it flatly, with the particular distas
, at least,
ormed--perfectly compliant, perfectly pleasing, wearing the smile I had sp
ice of that perfect smile. Even now, touching them summoned the memory of the despair that had carved them into me: t
myself. Not to want. Not
utside the door sounded slightly
into the room wearing the smile I had seen ten thou
back was to the other women in the r
ound my jaw like a vi
made it worse. "You are finally going to be of so
cker of something
Remember everythi
new
never heard that particular
was afraid of what
But I lowered my eyes and nodded, as I al
written the day
enough to hope otherwis
lways did--swift and cutting, li
practice swordsmanship, the one thing I loved above
e made certain I w
ac
are a
ac
IS your O
ac
meant to learn--an
sembled soldiers. Each one carved som
f the Sun Goddess afterward, blood soaking thro
ith eyes that held no mercy--as though
died in t
ation. I had thought--al
. Not out of love. Only
he doorway of my sickroom, looking at me the way one looks a
ame back a
e the architectur
s had implied--that a woman's only curren
walk, how to yield without resi
ptor uses a chisel: methodically, without ma
me once, her voice perfectly even. "It belo
deeply that I could barely f
the length of the great hall,
ld at least move through it with grace. Like
dmaiden at my side spoke
us put their shoulde
rolled through the corri
he smell r
ped me mid-breath--something wild and warm and inexplicably, distur
nce, some dormant instinct f
been trained to do. One step
l grew s
mosphere that pressed against m
he floor until I reached the dais, released m
Maje
whelming now. My k
, heavy and focused and burning, as though a
s voice carried throu
ted m
m almost immediately, drawn by something I couldn't resist, to the figure seated below the dais--o
ered in this room. Ever
he courage came from
The rest of him matched: a powerful frame barely contained by the dark fur-lined coat across his shoulder
out my breach of protocol
at I had already b
e man who h
ce
sn't
as a thought but as a certai
, too aware, too present in the way that predators were pres
ere
d sold me to
al enemy o
lowered voices and our historians described i
have swallow
did
slammed against my ribs--not in terror,
never once been
thing in my body recognized something in his and had simply decide
gh me was nothing like sh
as w
atched something shi
as I could remember, I felt so
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