The morning of the binding ceremony I woke up with an idea that was either brilliant or completely stupid, but since I was about to magically bind myself to the man who had destroyed my heart I figured a little petty revenge was justified. If Elias was going to spend the rest of his life devoted to my service then he might as well start learning that I wasn't the same pushover he remembered.

The ceremonial dress they'd brought for me was beautiful and traditional and also had about a million ...