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He was not the headstrong prince he had been in Akielos. The man he had been in Akielos would never have served a Veretian master, or fought alongside Veretians for their cause.
He would never have known Laurent for what he was; never have given Laurent his loyalty or held Laurent’s trust for a moment in his hands.
Guerin moved to strike the gold from his left wrist, and he pulled it back.
'No, Leave that one on'

when Laurent saw who was beside him, he smiled, the expression a little shy but completely genuine. Damen, who hadn’t been expecting it, felt the single painful beat of his heart. He’d never thought Laurent could look like that at anyone. ‘It’s morning,’ said Laurent. ‘We slept?’
‘We slept,’ said Damen.

Im dying here!!!!

One of the veeeeery few sex scenes where I felt like I should not be reading this.. it was soo Intimate!! Chapter 19 was worth the wait.

Although I really hope I'm reading it wrong but I don't think I am and now I want to kill the Regent.

‘He was lying. He wouldn’t take you back. You’re too old.’
‘You don’t know,’ said Aimeric.
'Thick-voiced and rough-cheeked, you’d make him sick.’
'You don’t know anything—’
‘With your ageing body, your overripe attentions, you’re nothing but—’
‘You’re wrong about us! He loves me!’

Wtf.... I'm so disgusting 😶

I kissed him, thought Damen, ....The warm, sweet kiss had been broken in a moment of promise: the first slight parting of lips, the hint that Laurent had been on the cusp of allowing the kiss to deepen, though his body had been singing with tension.
When he closed his eyes, he felt how it might have happened: slowly... He would have been careful, so careful.

He's soooo in love.

His hand had lain there, and pushed up into the soft, warm golden hair. Interrupted, the kiss was alive between them, in dark eyes and heartbeats. His attention swung back to the intruder. The threat that Jord posed to him was galvanising. What had happened was not going to be threatened by anything or anyone.

Why am I liking this possessiveness??

‘I didn’t understand what being King meant to you.’
‘What’s that?’
'An end to fighting.’....
‘I wish it could have been different between us, I wish I could have behaved to you with more honour. I want you to know that you will have a friend across the border, whatever happens tomorrow, whatever happens to both of us.’
‘Friends,’ said Laurent. ‘Is that what we are?’

Bitch I'm screaming here.

Damen drew back, and that was the right thing to do too, allowing the moment to be easy: a small, shared intimacy at table, one that passed largely unnoticed by the other diners.

Noooo let him feed you!

‘That wasn’t a play against my uncle. That was a play against Nicaise. Boys are easy. At thirteen,’ said Laurent, ‘you could have led me around by the nose.’
'I can’t believe you were ever easy.’
‘Think of the greenest innocent you’ve ever tumbled,’ said Laurent. And then, when Damen didn’t answer: ‘I forgot, you don’t fuck boys.’
Damen said, ‘Men, sometimes.’
'In the absence of women?’
'When I want them.’

Erasmus, he recalled, had been trained for him. He would be obedient to every order, intuit every whim, willingly. Damen turned his eyes to Laurent.... Laurent was complicated and contradictory, and Damen could look nowhere else.

Holy shit.