Brynn forgot her food entirely as Cedric’s words rang in her ears.

Her mind was a hurricane, her thoughts sweeping through her like rushing winds, tearing down all the constructs built of what she envisioned herself to be. Her emotions were a torrential downpour, washing away the debris.

‘Renounce William,’ he had said.

‘Swear fealty to me.’

‘My only heir.’

‘Eventual husband.’

‘Luna.’

Brynn took a deep, steadying breath and ...