Extras
CHAPTER ONE
Winter 497
The sigh of a reed pen across parchment, one jagged line of ink. That was all it took to betray my king and myself.
My signature, made with trembling hands, may have made me Arthur Pendragon’s wife, but it couldn’t change my heart. He’d asked for my assent to this marriage and I gave it to him, but it was a lie.
It was my duty. That much I had resigned myself to in the two months since Arthur had proposed marriage, shattering my dreams of a life with Aggrivane of Lothian.
From my place next to Arthur, I watched with hollow detachment as our marriage contract was sealed in the snowy courtyard of the old Roman fort of Carlisle.
Arthur stood, back to the northern gate, facing my father. Arthur’s breath showed as small puffs of white in the frosty air. “Kin
