Alex Aster

It was the most difficult decision I’ve ever made, Hearteater. Knowing that succeeding meant you beguiling someone else. Making you forget our story. Our love.”

Her feet kicked air, high above the churning sea. She looked up at him. “Don’t let me fall in.”

His eyes met hers. “Never,” he said.

Isla glared at him.

“Never again,” he amended

“I’m not sure what I enjoy more. Seeing the way you grip a sword . . . or the way your dress grips you.”