MIRA
I want to cry. I want to cry when I look at him and I want to cry even more when Dargen comes with a smug face and kisses my hand. But most of all I want to cry when I look into those eyes.
He shouldn’t look at me like this if he doesn’t care. Why does he look like this? As if… as if he is in pain. This ring changes nothing. He is not a part of the Selection, and even if he was – Dargen has the right to choose first, not him. And we all know that this politeness of his is just an act. He will take what he wants. So why… why is there so much magic in his eyes? Why doesn’t he take his eyes off me…
“Leave us, Derwood”, the prince says and I am suddenly terrified. Oh, gods! What have I just done?! “My lady and I want to spend the evening together. In the privacy of her chamber
