When Shay entered her father’s chambers, he was asleep on the bed.

She remembered Fiere’s kiss and how she had felt. A part of her yearned to see him again now even though she had only wished him good night a short while ago. At the same time, she felt so much guilt. Guilt for lying to him and guilt for not telling him things she knew. She was truly afraid he would hate her and dislike her if he found out that Maica was her mother. And now that her mother was with the King’s child, everything was so much worse. He could argue that she had planned this....