“Why?” Cyrus’s lips curled wickedly and his hold on me tightened. Clyde did the same. At this rate, I am afraid I might lose both of my arms. “It should be obvious to you of all people why I can act this way.”
“Well it isn’t.”
“It’s what dumb people say.”
“If thinking that way makes you feel better.”
“Just like how ignoring the truth makes you feel?”
“I’m not ignoring the truth,” Clyde chuckled. “She’s the King’s woman, not yours. So what right do you have to take her away?”
“First of all, can you both let go of me?” I said, but was ignored like air.
“The King’s woman?” Cyrus chuckled back. “Which means she’s not yours either.”
“Then you should let her choose who she’s going to stay with.”
“Of course.”
They both turned towards me and it suddenly felt as if I had been placed on a
