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Silence.

“Why would I want to do that, Bridget?” he growled, his face expressionless. But fire banked in his eyes.

Bridget could think of a few reasons, but she knew that all of them would be unappreciated by the king, who wore coldness as a shield.

Bridget stared up at him. “This girl, Sadie… you asked me one day why most people in Sterling like her so much.”

Leonidas nodded, his eyes on the both