“I don’t need saving,” she said, crossing her arms. Her voice was gravel and honey. “And I don’t share easily.”
And Kaelen, the Blessed Hero, loved them each in the way they needed: fiercely, quietly, cleverly, deeply. The Blessed Hero And The Four Concubine Princesses
“Then be suspicious,” Kaelen replied. “But stay.” “I don’t need saving,” she said, crossing her arms