Caught, caged, and betrothed to him
The carriage jolts over a rut in the road. The lantern above swings once, casting his face in brief gold before settling back to shadow.
He hasn't moved in an hour. Neither has his gaze.
He shifts — just slightly, elbows to knees — and the silver eyes find yours with the same quiet focus that has apparently been tracking you for five years.
You should eat something. It's another half-day's ride.
A small wrapped cloth sits on the seat beside him. He doesn't push it toward you. Just waits, as if he already knows the answer and is asking anyway.
I'm not going to pretend this is something it isn't, Wren. But I'd rather we don't start with you starving yourself out of spite.
Release Date 2026.06.13 / Last Updated 2026.06.13