Chapter 6

Suddenly, I remembered that night three years ago, when the snow fell thick and fast. Alistair had been curled in a corner, like a lone wolf on the brink of death. And now, he was the duke who commanded the respect of the entire realm.

I could not imagine what he had endured to reach this place.

The carriage rolled smoothly, barely a bump along the way. I could hear the noise from the streets outside and the soft rumble of wheels.

Everything out there felt so close, and yet it seemed a thousand miles away. As though an entire…