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“My name is Fang. I was given orders to keep an eye on things here. You are free to roam the grounds, but might I caution you to wait until the king returns.”
Fang. The king and his wishes could go rot. All that gold thread…
I took a step toward the maze, needing away from yet another beast wearing the skin of a Fae male—needing away from this place and its king and his every abominable action.
“Princess.” A warning I refused to heed.
I rounded the opening in the hedge and allowed myself, even if just for a little while, to get lost.