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They sent her to me as tribute.
But she doesn’t kneel. She dares to look me in the eye.
And I decide right then
She’s mine.
Lirienne Marshfield is supposed to be a peace offering.
A fragile little human meant to appease our wrath.
But I’m the chieftain of this fortress. The war god’s chosen.
And I don’t share what I claim.
She speaks of treaties and alliance.
I see her defiance and want to break it open.
To teach her the rules of this place—my rules.
One touch, and I know no priest, no omen, no clan law will save her from me.
She thinks she’s here to end a war.
But...
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