The Unbroken Queen: An enemies to lovers fantasy romance by Terina Adams

Author:Terina Adams [Adams, Terina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Terina Adams
Published: 2024-04-21T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter

Twenty-One

TAMAS

“You’re either losing your touch, or you’ve grown weak-hearted these past few days,” the young nobleman said under his breath, nudging in close beside me.

I glanced over my shoulder briefly, then back to the procession moving inside the temple. “Who might you be?” What was Osmud doing here?

“I could ask the same. Your taste in fashion is terrible.”

“At least you chose someone far more good-looking than yourself. It’s a relief for all of us who have to look at you.”

Osmud snorted. “He’s lazy, lives on inherited privilege and spends like it too. I couldn’t even find a butter knife on hand when I left my accommodation this morning. So I remedied that.” Osmud opened his doublet to reveal a slew of small weapons tucked into various pockets. “He’s a few coins lighter, but he won’t mind.” He stuck out his hand. “Lord Angleton, at your service.”

“Lord Bloodwyn.”

Osmud took my hand in a firm grip and tugged me toward him. “We’ve made headway. Kaldor, Macrillion, and Giraldus have agreed to an alliance. Garrat is at this moment riding to meet with Thome. Once we have his allegiance, we’ve covered a half of the northeast.”

I nodded. “I never doubted you, brother.”

He quirked a brow at me, dropping my hand and focusing on the crowd. “The clans are questioning your ability to succeed.”

“Don’t tell me you came all this way to scold me?”

“I’m worried, Tamas. Many of us are. Garrat knows what you did.”

I turned away, folding my arms across my chest. “You needn’t be. One’s dead.”

“Not by your hand. Angleton filled me in on the rumors. Unless you’ve stooped to hiding in forests and jumping out to scare horses.”

“It doesn’t matter how it happened. One Tannard is dead.”

He gave a long look before saying, “And two are very much still alive.”

“The youngest Tannard prefers a man’s bed.” I knew the words didn’t mean much, but in the brief moments I’d spent in Andriet’s company, I’d grown to like the man. I hated the idea of ending the lives of good-hearted men; too few of those remained living long enough to have an impact on those around them. Unfortunately, his proclivity didn’t stop his father from securing a marriage alliance.

“It makes no difference. The lad still has seed and will be required to spread it.”

“The princess is very fond of him.” I grimaced at letting that slip.

“What princess? Oh, you mean the one that we rowed for days in shitty weather, chilling ourselves to the bone to kill? The one you bit!” He didn’t mean to raise his voice. We each glanced around, but the surrounding crowd was focused on the street. “Either tell me she pushed him onto his sword, or keep her out of this conversation.”

I side-eyed him. “You’re in a good mood.”

“The winds were unfavorable, so I developed wing strain on my way down. And I’ll remind you, I shouldn’t have to be here.”

“Why are you?”

“You told us of King Ricaud, what you felt, but you’re still not making headway. We fear you’re telling yourself lies again.

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