Rejected Bride: My Mysterious Sovereign Husband

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al Medusa-an exclusive restaurant built beneath the glowing bell of a colossal deep-sea jellyfish. Sof

Thalassian to the server, ordering aurora-algae wine and snow-cod steaks

r than I thought," I said, lifting a crystal

power. "Consider this meal three months of my military pay spent in advance. It is o

ould reply, the Tide-Sigil hanging at my waist v

ssed a drop of magic into the stone, and Edward's

ntonina accidentally shattered Lord Sinclair's ancient giant clam cameo! His Lordsh

coldly into the glowing rune. "Wh

trip off your outersea-silk robe in the hall, and bare your gill slits to apologize to Lord Sinclai

beat. I turned my head sharply to see a layer of white frost creeping up th

I laughed out of pure rage, my voice sharp enough to draw blood. "Edward, to pro

now! Making yourself useful to the clan is your honor! If you are not here within half a

tching the stone sigil so hard my knuckles turned wh

enched fist. Atticus's palm radiated steady

an registry tonight?" he asked quietly, as if

efore gripping his wrist to pull myse

his full height and blocking out the jellyfis

us swung his long legs over the saddle directly behind me. His hard chest pressed flush against my back, his steady,

oice murmured against my ear, wrapping a s

dozens of armored shark mounts floated at the hitching posts. Spotting my cheap dolphin and Atticus's

are forbidden near L

Atticus didn't even slow down, gu

ard lunged, thrusting his hal

blast of infrasonic waves erupted from his frame, hitting both guards

icus dismounted and held out his hand to me. "Come