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“A gown does not make a bride, just as a few empty threats do not make a rebel.”
His grin fell away. “The tongue of a snake. Yes, I think you’ll fit in well with the Damoras.”
“What do you want, once and for all? Speak quickly and leave. I have no patience for useless games.”
“I’m asking you again. Will you help me destroy the king?”
Without realizing it, she’d drawn closer to the rebel—far closer than was comfortable. She couldn’t shout, couldn’t raise her voice louder than a harsh whisper. They were now very nearly touching. She forced herself not to take a shaky step back and show him that his proximity disturbed her.
She’d given this much thought since she’d last seen him. Perhaps this was an opportunity that could serve her well. She had put far too much hope into the idea of her ring leading her to answers that might never come.
Her stomach fluttered nervously. “If I help you, how do I know it will benefit me?”
Jonas’s brows drew together. “If you help me, I believe we’ll have a better chance of defeating the king currently seated upon your throne. Sounds beneficial to me.”
She wrung her hands. “I don’t know.”
“This is not an answer helpful to either of us.”
“What are the rebels’ plans to overthrow King Gaius?”
“I can’t tell you that.”
There was a knock on the door, then a rattle of the handle. The door was locked.
“Princess?” It was Nic. “Is everything all right in there?”
Jonas swore under his breath. “I suppose I can tell you part of my plan—my immediate plan. Had you been more agreeable the last time we spoke, it might not have come to this.”
She tore her gaze from the wooden door. “What? Speak quickly. They’ll be coming in here in moments.”
“Concerned for my safety?”
“No, for mine. If I’m found alone in a room with a rebel—”
“It would put a damper on your betrothal to the prince, wouldn’t it?”
“And cost both of us our lives. You must leave while there’s time.”
“You’re coming with me.”
He must be mad. “I’m doing no such thing.”
Jonas shook his head. “Apologies, your highness, but you really should have said yes the last time we spoke. It might have helped avoid the necessity of this.”
Alarm grew in her chest at the dark look that had come over his expression, she turned to the door and opened her mouth to yell for help. Nic now banged on the door, attempting to break it open.
Jonas was behind her, crushing her back against his chest. His hand covered her mouth—it held a cloth that smelled strange. Of strong herbs.
“You won’t believe me,” he said into her ear. “But I mean you no harm.”
She’d smelled the same thing once—a healer had used it to induce sleep when she’d broken her ankle as a child. To avoid further pain, and for him to have the opportunity to reset the broken bone, he’d administered this powerful medicine.
She tried to scream, but found she had no voice. Darkness fell all around her.
Chapter 11
MAGNUS
