CHAPTER FIFTEEN ELARA’S POV

There are moments in life when silence feels heavier than any insult. That was exactly how it felt in the chariot, when Alaric’s voice cut through the air.

“What was that scene you pulled back there…”

I didn’t even look at him. “A good queen’s kind of scene.”

His brow lifted. “Yes. A good queen’s kind of scene. I need to show them I’m a changed person.” My tone came out sharp. I didn’t care. The memory of him threatening to have me ...