Chapter 43

“I should have asked you before putting the bracelet around your hand. You can take it off,” she said.

His eyes found hers. They appeared as cold and full of hate as the day they met in Myrthana. “I should have never brought you here!” he snarled.

She felt like he had punched her. “If it is for the bracelet, I assure you I will never—”

He didn’t let her finish what she wanted to say. “Because you remind me of things I had and will never have again!” he growled, ripped the flower bracelet, and stormed off.

She had hoped they were finally friends but seeing the raw anger and hate in his eyes hurt. He will forever see her as King Amul’s daughter. If not for her father, and maybe if Rhobart and her met under other circumstances, would he have liked her?

She picked up the bracelet Rhobart threw on the ground and put it in one of her satchels. Tears prickled her eyes, and she blinked them away.

Daya appeared on one of the rocks near the fire pit. “Love is always painful. But after a st