Page 4 of Frost and Death
I know he means well, as he strives to help show my people I am a worthy ruler despite the rumors. But they continue to spread like wildfire, so much so even my noblemen whisper to Niko of my cruelty when I am not present in meetings.
It drew me to the point of surrendering to the monster my people claim me to be, as it’s easier to pretend my indifference to everyone is due to my cruelty rather than my grief.
“I know this is not what you had in mind, Tee, but it is time to further your family’s line. Your parents would want that for you and for the kingdom.”
“You don’t know what they would have wanted!” I snap, the words landing harsher than I intended.
The jab hits Niko enough for him to wince.
I shake my head as I twirl the bottle around the table, trying to keep my mood at bay during this conversation.
I don’t like talking aboutthem.
“I’m sorry,” he whispers, the tenderness in his voice worsening my regret.
I avert my eyes from his speculation and pity as a knot tightens in my chest.
Niko comes up and takes my hand into his. “Tove.”
His calloused thumb brushes against my skin.
It lulls me for a moment until I remember that even letting Niko get closer to me will only damn him.
“I can’t.” I yank my hand from his grasp.
No matter how right it feels to have him near, I can’t risk losing him.
My emotions stir, a twinkle of magic peeking its eye open. A chill kisses down my spine as I force myself back a step from Niko.
Calm down, Tove.
Niko tracks the icy breath seeping from my lips as I breathe through diminishing frost desiring escape.
I sag with relief when the sensation finally dissipates.
Niko blinks away his wariness and bounces back into conversation. “Are you still set on our plan to help you with your”—he coughs—“prospects?”
I smirk, still not believing in ourplan.
We sent invitations to all the noblemen in Draymenk, informing them of my search for a husband and hoping many—or even one—would be interested. Niko also suggested he and I flirt to determine who has interest and puts in the most effort for winning my attention.
“Yes, Niko, but right now, I would very much like to try to get some sleep,” I say, not wanting to show how difficult flirting with him will be.
Niko regards my outfit, lips curling as he asks, “You are going to bed inthat?”
Worried he can see through my gown, I look down at myself. He tries to stifle a laugh, and I glare at him.
Why is he teasing me over what I am wearing?
“No.” I cross my arms. “I am going to sleep naked, like I always do.”
Niko gapes, coughing in astonishment as realization dawns.
My own eyes widen, and I cover my mouth in horror. Damn my mouth for getting the better of me.
Niko breaks into a rich laugh. “Already practicing flirting with me?”
I slump, heat warming my cheeks.
