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544 pages, Hardcover
First published April 8, 2025
"Damn." Jac shakes his head, chuckling. His eyes drift to me but his words are for Scythe. "Come to think of it, it might not be the worst idea to clean up a bit before you go traipsing into the throne room. Your excess baggage is looking rather rough around the edges. And while you may not care what anyone else thinks . . . a bath would go a long way before you throw her to the court wolves."
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I jerk my chin higher, covering my unease with my most withering glare. I am fully aware of my dreadful appearance without his reminders.
"Apologies. There wasn't much time to pretty myself for your viewing pleasure," I seethe. "I've been a bit busy trying not to be lynched or gutted or eaten alive. Next time I'm kidnapped and dragged to the Northlands, I'll bring a lady's maid along with me to keep my countenance fresh as a daisy in spring. Unless you'd like to volunteer for the role. How are you with plaiting hair?" My eyes narrow on his long blond mane. "Seeing as your own looks like it hasn't seen a brush since you left civilization, I'm guessing not so great."
"Wanting you is all I do, Rhya. Waking or dreaming, avoiding you completely or seeking out your presence. I want and I want and I want . . . And . . . It. Fucking. Terrifies. Me."