“You are most deIinitely not who I thought you were.”
“How did you know?”
“Because the last time I kissed the owner of this cloak, she damn near sucked my tongue down her throat.”
I’m…I’m no one,” I told him.
“No One? What a strange name. Do girls with a name like that often make a habit of wearing other people’s clothing?”
"And you wager all of this on just one kiss?” “Just one kiss? Princess, you can learn a wealth of things from just one kiss.”
“I told you the truth, Princess. I’m intrigued by you, and it’s fairly rare anyone intrigues me.”
“I have her. With my sword and with my life.”
“Half of her face is a masterpiece,” the Duke murmured. The other half a nightmare.”
“Both halves are as beautiIul as the whole.”
“With my sword and with my life, I vow to keep you safe, Penellaphe. From this moment until the last moment, I am yours.”
“Since I am responsible for keeping her alive, making sure she’s breathing would be a priority.”
“Don’t forget assisting weak Ladies in Wait to the nearest chair before they faint. I am a man of many talents.”
“I’m aware that my hair is in need of a trim, but your aim is off. You should really work on that since I’m quite partial to my face.”
“You’re an absolutely stunning, murderous little creature. Nice weapon. Bloodstone and wolves bone. Very interesting…Princess.”
“All we shared? It was a handful of minutes and a few kisses,” I said.
“It was more than a few kisses. If you’ve forgotten, I’m more than willing to remind you.”
“Don’t be overdramatic.”
“Hard not to be when you threw a dagger at my head and then cut my neck.”
“I nicked your skin,” I corrected. “Because you had a hold of me and wouldn’t let go. Obviously, you haven’t learned anything from it.”
“I’ve actually learned a lot, Princess. That’s why your hands and your dagger aren’t getting anywhere near my neck. But if you let go of the dagger, there’s a whole lot of me I’ll let your hands get close to.”
“Am I unaware of a new recruitment policy were half-dressed ladies in cloaks are now needed on the Rise? Are we that desperately in need of protection?”
“You’re so incredibly violent. I think I like it.”
“I’m your guard. If I were to betray you, then you wouldn’t trust me, and that would definitely make my job of keeping you safe much harder.”
“Oh, wait, are you worried I might faint? I know how good you are at handling such emergencies.”
“You do look a little pale,” he replied. “My ability to catch frail, delicate females may come in handy.”
“Didn’t I just tell you that I was a good judge of character?”
“So?”
“So, I know you’re lying,” he replied.
“I ask only one thing of you. The next time you go out, wear better shoes and thicker clothing. Those slippers are likely to be the death of you, and that dress…the death of me.”
“How dare you lay a single finger on the Maiden? Perhaps I was not clear enough for you. Remove your hand from the Maiden, or I will act upon your attempt to harm her. And I can assure you, me touching you will be the least of your concerns.”
“Penellaphe.” He said my name with so much shock, my eyes would’ve rolled if I weren’t so incredibly mortiIied. “This is…just scandalous reading material for the Maiden.”
“If someone saw me…saw you—”
“Saw us? Holding hands? Dear gods, the scandal.”
You’re such a bad influence,” I murmured.
“Only the bad can be influenced, Princess.”
“Princess, I’m confident that if you didn’t want me to do something, I’d be lying flat on my back with a dagger at my throat before I even took my next breath. Even if you can’t see an inch in front of you.”
“Why? I think it’s pretty obvious, Hawke. I’m sitting in your lap. I doubt that’s how you normally hold innocent conversations with people.”
“Very rarely is anything I do innocent, Princess.”
“Tell you what. I’ll make you a deal.”
“A deal?”
“If I do anything you don’t like…. I give you permission to stab me.”
“Hawke? Kiss me. Please.”
“Gods. You don’t have to ask me twice, Princess, and you never have to beg.”
“Remember. Anything you don’t like, say the word, and I’ll stop.”
“I’m a bad Maiden.”
“No. You’re a perfectly normal girl. What is expected of you is what’s bad. And, yes, you’re also a very bad Maiden.”
“I know exactly who she is,” Hawke shot back. “Not what she is. Maybe you’ve forgotten that she’s not just a godsdamn inanimate object whose only purpose is to serve a kingdom, but I haven’t.”
“I’m just letting you know that is the only reason I’m not making your promise come true this very second,” he warned. “But you need to step back. If you don’t, someone is going to get hurt, and that someone won’t be me. Then Poppy will get upset”—he turned to me—“and that’s the sixth time I’ve said it,” he added, and all I could do was stare at him. “I don’t want to see her upset, so step. The fuck. Back.”
“What are you doing?”
“Making sure you don’t freeze to death. If you did, that would make me a very bad guard.”
“I didn’t realize we were back to pretending we hadn’t done all those other inappropriate things,” he said. “Not that I’m surprised. AIter all, you’re a pure, untainted, and untouched Maiden. The Chosen. Who’s saving herself for a Royal husband. Who, by the way, will not be pure, untainted or untouched—”
“But we won’t do that tonight. We can’t. Because if I get any part of me in you, every part of me would be in you, and I want to hear every sound you make when that happens.”
“Never thought I’d find anything having to do with the Craven sexy. But watching you fight them is incredibly arousing.”
“There is no way I could be in that bed with you and not be all over you in ten seconds flat. We wouldn’t even make it to the bed before that happened. I know my limitations. I know that I’m not a good enough man to remember my duty and yours or that I’m so incredibly unworthy of you it should be a sin. Even knowing that, there is no way I wouldn’t strip that robe from you and do exactly what I told you I’d do when we were in the forest.”
“My need for you is far too great, Poppy. If I stay, you will not walk out this door the Maiden.”
“You keep looking at me like that, and this will be over before it starts.”
“I…you’re perfect.” His expression tightened.
“No, I’m not. You deserve someone who is, but I’m too much of a bastard to allow that.”
“You’re so inappropriate.”
“I’m about to get really inappropriate.”
“Promise me you won’t forget this, Poppy. That no matter what happens tomorrow, the next day, next week, you won’t forget this—forget that this was real.”
“No one touches her. No one,” he repeated as he turned back. “No one but me.”
“Would you rather I get on my knees? Doing so would put me at the perfect height for something I know you’d enjoy. AIter all, I’m always craving honeydew.”
“You are exceptionally skilled at being disobedient,” he growled. “Only second to your talent of driving me crazy.”
“And you’re still a monster,” I told him.
“I am, but I wasn’t born that way. I was made this way. You asked about the scar on my thigh. Did you look at it closely, or were you too busy staring at my co—”
“You can’t do anything wrong . How have you not learned that yet?”
“I tried to kill you.”
“I know.” He pulled me up onto my feet. “I can’t really blame you.”
“You don’t?”
“No. I lied to you. I betrayed you and played a role in the deaths of people you love,” he said, listing the reasons as if it were a shopping list. “I’m surprised that was the first time you tried.”
“I won’t ever prevent you from lifting a sword to protect your life or those you care about,” he said. “But I won’t let you shove that sword through your own heart to prove a point.”
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