There is a point in life when you finally get tired of people telling you what you're going to do, and there is also a moment in your life when you gain clarity of how bullshit things are, and you can't help but laugh. This was one of those moments, and as Silas' words rolled over in my mind, I coul
"Pleasantries went out the door when I found out why you were really here," I snorted, only to have him step in front of me, blocking the path I needed to take."Are you saying that you don't want to marry me? I figured that every woman would dream of being a queen one day." "Yeah, not me," I mutte
My eyes traveled up and down her body, taking in the more modern clothing she was wearing. A pair of jeans and a light blue button-up blouse with heels. It was normal for a woman like her to wear something like that where I had come from but to see her wearing it here, I couldn't help but smirk with
Cassie.Storming into my room with nothing but detest rolling off me in waves, I spotted Sansa sitting on the sofa reading over a piece of parchment that looked ancient. I hadn't expected her to be here so quickly, but as her eyes gazed up at me, she seemed to sense my mood and quickly placed the pa
With a soft smile, I nodded my head. "Yeah, I'm sure."Sansa stared at me warily before a low groan escaped her. "So what are you going to do? By the look of you, you're trying to prove a point I'm guessing?"Glancing down at my clothing, a small smirk crossed my face as I shrugged my shoulders. I h
"You have what?!" I gasped as she pushed past me into the room and I slowly closed the door behind her. "Are you saying that you have a bet against me? And with who?""Bet against you? No, I have a bet on you. You're going to win all of this without issues. However, some of the people here think tha
Cassie."There is absolutely no way this is going to fucking work," I said out loud as I stood before the mirror, staring at my reflection. They had expected me to go out looking like I stepped out of a dominatrix book dressed in black leather pants and a backless red halter top with no bra and bad
"You're not leaving me, are you? You were supposed to be my wingman. Like, be out here with me. I mean, I don't even know what I'm doing.""Dude, you're going to be fine." She laughed as she removed her wrist from my grasp. "Deep breaths and stop panicking. You're supposed to socialize with people.