“The king rose. 'What a mighty queen you are,' he breathed. And Mor backed away. Step by step. 'What a prize,' the king said, that black gaze devouring her. Azriel's head lifted from where he was sprawled in his own blood, eyes full of rage and pain as he snarled at the king, 'Don't you touch her.' Mor looked at Azriel- and there was real fear there. Fear- and something else. She didn't stop moving until she again kneeled beside him and pressed a hand to his wound. Azriel hissed- but covered her bloody fingers with his own.”
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