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Unknown Binding
First published March 3, 2023



"He did own me. But not all of me. Not my heart. Another owned that. A prince made of honey and sunshine. I swallowed."
“My Lark… My beautiful lie.” I looked at my hands. Why did everything I touch fall apart?"
The king of the Court of Love wants me dead, the queen wants me in her bed, and the prince… He wants the only piece of me I will never surrender.
Gossip was another weapon in my arsenal, just so long as it danced to my tune.
Jesters did not marry princes, and fools could never be heroes. But I dealt in the currency of dreams. And here, in this moment, I had more power than any king.
Hm, the Prince Behind the Door had teeth. He truly did know pain, and that made him a formidable ally, and a worthy enemy.
“I want you to know”— My jaw brushed his cheek, stubble scratching—“ The prince I was before, the one you met on your first day, he would have loved you with all his heart.”
I’d danced for Arin as though it was my last performance, and played the fiddle fearing that chance was also my last. Music was my sanctuary, dance, my soul. And I’d known this night would be my end. But I hadn’t expected its final blow to come from Arin.
"Two sides of that same coin, pain and love. Surely, one did not exist without the other."

“I hated him, who he was, what he’d done. But I also understood him, perhaps more than he understood himself. And the truth? He was my enemy, and I knew that. It really was that simple. The only thing I didn’t know was why.
And then he was gone, asleep. He really did look innocent and vulnerable like this. “I’m sorry, Lark…” I whispered. “For everything you’ve endured, and for the pain yet to come.”
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He put up a show of struggling, but when his gaze met mine, he smiled, and it was the same smile I’d feared for most of my life, the smile that followed me into my nightmares. The smile that said he’d won.
“Lark, I see you.”
He smiled but his brow furrowed at the same time, muddying his expression. “Of course you do.”
“No, I see you. The real you— the man you try to hide.”
“I rather wish you didn’t. I’m nothing special beneath the lies.” He stared at the hazy sun.

