Internally Aisha was panicking. His hand around her throat, his promise that he would take her, his threat against her family.
He was terrifying.
And she knew he was right. She would not survive without her family plus they didn’t deserve to burn to death.
Bhan’s grip tightened around her...
His rough hands cupped her jaw but he did not hold it tight. She just stared unwavering into his icy eyes and tried to steady her breathing. She had been keeping up the fake bravado but it was gone now. She was worried for the first time that he might actually kill her.
Aisha was starting to...
She had not noticed that he had stood. He had told her to go home so she figured he would let her just go.
Aisha was surprised as she was pushed against the hard stone wall of the alley. A soft hmph escaped her lips as she looked up to Bhan staring down at her with his icy eyes. She was also...
“Going back to my parents is sounding like a better idea than stealing from the poor! I don’t have to worry about survival or how terrible you are there!”
Aisha was not shouting but her words were stern and punctuated. She could just rob her parents and leave by herself. She didn’t need him or...
A new glass was brought to the table and set down in front of Bhan. She was still working on hers. She did not need wasted when running off with a stranger. She really did not know much about him at all. She had, clearly, lost her mind.
"My parents have enough that they will not miss it but...
Aisha simply nodded when Bhan asked if she drank the stuff. To prove it, she took another sip.
She started laughing and slapped the table as he drank the whole thing in a single gulp. His reaction was priceless. Perhaps she should have warned him. Nah...he was a big bad Northerner. They were...
Aisha tried to hide any reaction to his assertion that his people would kill her especially since her reaction was to the news that she would be aboard a ship. A SHIP! She had long dreamed of being on a ship after reading about pirates and princesses. She attempted to keep herself composed but...
Aisha could tell that something was on Bhan's mind. His gaze seemed vacant until he had taken a seat and asked her follow up questions.
"No, we don't get snow here and, honestly, that sounds terrible. Are you really going to drag me up to that? I may die!"
She was not being dramatic. She was...
Take.
Those fucking shivers ran through her again. She felt his hold tighten around her and she wanted to run. She wanted to pull away and go back home where it was safe. He was not safe.
But she didn't want to leave. Something was compelling her to stay with him. It was like she needed to...
Interesting, Aisha thought. This man probably had quite the tale and she would like to hear it before she left his company. He seemed to be human yet he was blessed by his gods in strange ways. He did not seem like a mad man but she could very well be wrong.
As Bhan spoke of where he was from...
Aisha let out a laugh. She most definitely did make it a habit of leaving the estate on her own but no one knew about it. They would fully believe she was kidnapped and most likely start an investigation to find her. It would be a mess but they had brought it on themselves. If they would’ve just...
The squeeze of his hand caught Aisha off guard but she didn’t say anything. She did chuckle at his declaration about wishing he knew about the door before. Obviously he had not asked nicely. She would save him a trip back over. It was the least she could do.
Aisha’s eyes glittered as they fell...
This time Aisha placed her hand in his. This was a terrible idea. She wanted to leave so badly that she was running away with a crazy man who claimed that some gods told him to find her. If nothing else, he could get her away from the city and then she could ditch him.
She just hoped she was...
The hand that hand flung the fire at him flew to her mouth as she gaped at him. He was not burned by her fire but his flesh had been torn apart by bone. "Holy shit," she breathed out from behind her hand. She felt a little queasy as she watched the bone disappear and his flesh was back.
She...
“Ugly is a strong word but the rest is spot on,” she said with a sweet smile that turned into a scowl as he spoke.
Her physique was a sore spot for her. She wanted to have muscles and be able to fight but proper wives of nobles do not do such things. She couldn’t blame him for not knowing her...
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