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“There.” She pointed to a storage shed.
“I’m not going in there.”
She rolled her eyes. “There’s no need. There are gaps between the wooden panes on the wall. You can see from the outside.”
“See what?”
Her laugh grated on his ears. “Oh, aren’t you dying with curiosity?” Then she put a finger over her lips. “Silence now. Or they’ll hear us.”
“They who?”
She pointed to the shed, a smirk on her face. “Go. I’ll wait.”
It would be easier to do what she was asking than argue, so that was what he did. He heard a moan before he got close enough to look. Was Ursiana hurt? Was she…? It couldn’t be.
He looked through a gap—and couldn’t believe what he saw. There was a couple there—both naked. He was standing, kissing her neck, while she was sitting on a counter, her legs wrapped around him. The man was Sebastian, the oldest Wolfmark prince. And the woman. The woman… Azir wanted to look away, but he couldn’t stop staring. That same dark, curly hair, that same skin, even a birthmark on her hip looked the same. But it couldn’t be her. It couldn’t.
Azir wanted to enter the shed and kill them both.Control the darkness. Why was that voice pestering him? He wanted to kill these two horrible people who were mocking him. The woman was obviously not Ursiana; this was a prank in poor taste. It had to be. But the birthmark…
The prince stopped kissing her, then said, “I’ll miss you when you marry that stupid king.”
The woman sighed. “The plan was yours.” The voice was wrong. Too high.
He wrapped his arms tighter around her. “And I hate sharing. Did you really have to spend the night with him?”
“I had to be convincing.” The voice was high, excessively sweet. “It was disgusting, though. He’s so pathetic, spent some three hours crying.” She sneered. “And he has no idea how to even do it… I don’t know how I didn’t laugh, frankly.”
Azir stepped back. Only one person knew that he had cried. Only one person knew where he had spent the night.
And yet he couldn’t kill her, couldn’t hurt her. He turned around and walked back to the castle, promising himself that he would never make a fool of himself again. He would never fall in love again. He’d keep the rings as a reminder of the love that would never be.
“No.” A different voice came to his mind. “This is not true. You can change it. Change it. Look again.”
Azir went back and opened the door of the shed. The woman was getting dressed and had her back to him. The prince was also getting dressed, but looking at the door.
“Woman, turn around,” Azir said.
The prince stared at him. “Get out.”
“I want to see her.”
The prince sneered. “You have no right.”
“I do have a right. Aren’t you putting on a show for me? You heard it when your sister yelled, you timed it so I could see you, hear you.” Azir let some of the darkness escape. “Turn around or I’ll kill you both.”
The woman turned, trembling, tears in her eyes. “Please, it’s not my fault.”
Azir exhaled. The skin tone was the same as Ursiana’s, but she didn’t really look like her and was clearly older.
Azir pointed at thebirthmark. “Can you rub that?”
The woman did so, and the mark got smeared. It was ink.
The Wolfmark prince raised his hands. “Hey, I was just having fun. It was a joke.”
“How do you know what happened in Ursiana’s room?”
“A bird told me.”
