Arielle was still reeling from the realization that Aaron was the king’s son. Though she had guessed that his identity was unusual, a prince was one of the last things that crossed her mind.
“What did you tell her?”
“I told her that you are my guest,” Arielle explained casually, “That I was the one who gave the order to assault Aaron and that they’d have to get through me to reach you. After all, all this started because of me.”
In actual fact, she was not concerned about what might happen within the palace walls at all. Proficient in both medicine and poison, even the royal family would find it unwise to complicate things for her.
Gazing at the woman before him, Vinson found himself at a loss for words. If the circumstances were not dire, he would have scooped her up in his arms and given her a fierce kiss.
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