Chapter 4

"There's nothing left to talk about between you and me," I said coldly.

"You can't go to the Northern Marches! It's far too dangerous! You're my wife!" he cried, clutching my arm desperately.

I looked down at his hand wrapped tightly around mine.

Then, slowly and firmly, I pried his fingers off, one by one.

"Lord Schreiber, remember this," I said.

"From the moment I accepted the marshal's seal, I stopped being anyone's wife.

"I am Brianna, Marshal of the Solarian Empire.

"Behind me stand the soldiers of all three armies, and the people of the empire."

"And you, "…