Surprise flickered in Jessica’s expression when she looked up. Before she could expose his lie, he held out his hand. “Are you ready?”
“Yes.” She put her fingers in his palm and stood up, then smiled at his parents. “Thank you for dinner.”
“You are most welcome,” his mother said. “We look forward to seeing you at the reception tomorrow evening.”
“And you as well, my son.” There was anger in the king’s order.
“I will be there.”
For Jessica. Kardahl led her to the elevator that would take them to the first floor. He was impervious to his father’s moods now. Once he had cared, but that ended when the king chose tradition over happiness. If Kardahl had been allowed to marry the woman he wanted, she might still…But that was something he would never know. His fingers clenched into a fist as the rage-fueled powerlessness blazed through him. He had learned it was preferable to the pain.
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