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“And what do you want in return?”

She gave me a sharp smile. “A favor of my choosing at an unspecified time in the future. You fae have been teaching us the value of such things.”

I glanced at Prisca, who was scowling into the forest.

“Fine,” I grumbled. “Do you want a blood vow?”

Asinia slowly shook her head. “If I didn’t think your word could be trusted, I’d be urging Prisca to leave you at the first opportunity.”

I stiffened. “Getting between us would be a mistake.”

She rolled her eyes at me. “I’m the sister of her heart. You’re just a fae prince with murderous urges and a leash connecting you to your brother.”

Sparks flicked from my skin. Asinia was watching me closely, no trace of fear on her face.

“You’re pushing me. Why?”

Asinia gave me a wide smile. “You and I haven’t spent nearly enough time together. I don’t know enough about you to know whether you’re the best or worst thing to ever happen to her. So I’m collecting evidence.”

I pinned her with a hard stare. “Evidence?”

“We don’t have time to go into all of that.” She gave a wave of her hand. “Do we have a deal?”

“I said we did.”

“Good. Think back to the inn. And the fae woman who was all over you.”

Not much surprised me, but that was enough for my mouth to fall open. I’d accused Prisca of being jealous that day, but it had obviously impacted her more than I’d known if she didn’t want to risk running into the woman again.

Lust roared through me without warning. Asinia turned and wandered away. “You’re welcome,” she threw over her shoulder.

Prisca didn’t take her gaze off the forest when I mounted and steered my horse over to her.

“I chose that inn because it’s run by those loyal to the fae. But we can find somewhere else if you don’t want to stay there.”

Prisca’s eyes were very gold as she glanced at me. “You’re being exceptionally reasonable.”

“I know what it is to be eaten alive by the thought of you with another man. I’ll always spare you from that.”

Her cheeks heated. “I’m not usually the jealous type.”

“I like it,” I said. “In fact, I’m so fucking hard right now, all I want to do is pull you from that horse and take you behind the nearest tree.”

Her breath hitched.

“Ahem.” Cavis cleared his throat. “The horses have all been watered.”

Prisca knelt in front of the Drakoryx and explained that it couldn’t come inside the city with us.

“It’s too dangerous,” she said. “You could get hurt.”

The Drakoryx yowled. After a long, tense standoff where they stared at each other, it turned and melted away into the forest.

“Do you think we need to worry about him eating people?” Prisca asked.

I shrugged. “It sounds like he only eats bad people.”

The Golden Goblet was quiet by the time we arrived—most people having already eaten lunch. Cavis and Asinia chatted quietly while Telean excused herself, announcing that she needed a nap.

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