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Elara Thorne looks like an innocent baker’s girl, all chestnut hair and rosebud lips, but her body tells a different story. Kael Voss, the chief knight’s composed son, only wants to hold her—but she’s done waiting, and she’ll seduce him until he breaks.
The last loaf is cooling on the sill, and Kael has come to collect his father’s order. Elara meets him at the counter, still dusted with flour, her fingers kneading the edge of her apron. She steps ar
"Kael, had the oddly riders not striken you yet?" Mason asks. His face is all red, as red as his hair. "Not quite. I wasn't as loud as you and Aiden." Kael says, splashing his face with water. "Speaki
“Is that her?” Aiden asks, pointing to a girl that past by. “No.” Kael mumbles. They were by the front of the palace. It was night. The ball was being held inside, royals dancing while the knights wer