Page 108 of Wicked Crown


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“The waters were famous for their healing properties.”

“Maybe it’ll help your shoulder.”

She rubbed the knots there until he took over with those talented hands and all she could do was sigh and sink a little deeper.“So good.Wish we could stay like this.”

“Queendom to run.Realm to fix.Doesn’t mean you can’t schedule some downtime in your busy royal schedule.”

Her muscles tightened, and she had to force herself to relax into the massage.“Not with every Kradnovtl subject bitching about the last few decades of leadership.”

“They won’t mind.Tell them you’re furthering the line to nurture the realm.”

She twisted to look at him.“So this is purely for procreation purposes?”

“As far as they need to know.”

“I love how your overactive brain works.”

“We can’t all wing it and be ‘pretty sure’ everything will work out.”

“No.Faking it got us here.But then again, our pretending brought you to me.”

He pressed a kiss to her temple.“Destiny favors the bold.Or the creative.”

“Or the crazy.”She leaned against him and let his laugh roll through her, comforting her as much as the steaming water.

He kissed her, or she kissed him.Either way, it felt like a homecoming.More than stepping through the goblin glass had.Call it luck.Or fate.Whatever had brought them together, she wanted to hold him tight and never let go.She pressed against him, blocking out the rest of the world and its problems with the taste of him.

“Majesty,” a loud voice called.

Or at least she’d tried to forget herself in him.It seemed her realm wouldn’t let her.“Yes?”She leveled the guard with a this-had-better-be-catastrophic look.It was the same guard who had stood outside her uncle’s suite when the castle mourned him by shifting on its foundations.

“It’s the prisoner.The king killer.The sister slayer.She has escaped.”

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