Kael
We got her into the carriage before the crowd completely broke apart.
My men formed a tight wall around us, clearing a path through the chaos. I didn't speak until the palace gates came into view.
My jaw was locked the entire ride, one hand still hovering near my weapon, the other gripping the seat hard enough to make my knuckles pale.
I knew this was a bad idea.
I knew it from the onset but trying to convince Seraphina when she made up her mind about something was like trying to convince a rock and despite how adorable she was, it was a full on chore trying to talk sense into her.
Seraphina sat opposite me, silent, her fingers twisting together. Her face was pale, but her eyes, those sharp, stubborn eyes, were still fierce. She didn't look scared. She looked angry.
The look on her face further made me pissed. What the actual fuck did she think this was?
