A fool—he was an immortal, stupid fool
for starting down this path with her, for
forgetting that even if she forgave him, her
mortality beckoned.
Lorcan said at last, “It would also make
sense for Maeve to go to the Akkadians, as the
commander today claimed. Maeve has long
maintained ties with that kingdom.” He,
Whitethorn, and Gavriel had been to war and
back in that sand-blasted territory. He’d never
wished to set foot in it again. “Their armies
would shield her.”
For it would take an army to keep
Whitethorn from reaching his mate.
He turned toward the prince, who gave no
indication he’d been listening. Lorcan didn’t
want to consider if Whitethorn would soon
need to add a tattoo to the other side of his
face.
“The commander today was much more
lily
(lily)
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