He waited in silence for her slicing retort. But she didn't say anything.
If he had any true say in the matter, he would have dragged her kicking and screaming back to the castle.
But now, she wanted them to become two civil strangers.
It looked as if she had already put whatever that was between them behind her faster than someone could saddle a horse.
All for what?
Because she wanted to marry one of her desperate suitors? The Zach peasant boy? Or Lord Bronan?
Or was there someone else he didn't know about?
"If you weren't the King, I would have slapped you across the face this moment." She said, her voice sounding strained with anger.
Even then, he kept his eyes sealed shut. Every glance at her made him relive the moment when the doctor had told him that she had taken something to harm the child. Never in his life had he been so hurt and angry and betrayed.
Such feelings were what he had been avoiding - and he had been very successful until he had met her.
