A Kingdom of Flesh and Fire

“We go home to marry, my Princess.”

“Is what happened tonight common?”
“Which part? The marriage proposal or the open-heart surgery?”

“That’s not necessary.”
“That’s disappointing.”
“That’s your problem—” I

“I think you’ve drunk enough whiskey.” He paused. “Or maybe you should have more.”

“Someone did take her. Obviously

sometimes, the heartbreak that comes with loving someone is worth it, even if loving that person means eventually saying goodbye to them.”

“We will just be Hawke and Poppy. That’s all.” I watched him roll up the other sleeve. “No one else will treat you as Hawke. They won’t see me as Poppy.” His gaze lifted to mine. “No one else matters. Just you and me.”

“No one else will treat you as Hawke. They won’t see me as Poppy.” His gaze lifted to mine. “No one else matters. Just you and me.” Another