"I Chose the Dragon They Told Me to Fear" Chapter 4

misunderstood."

The royal envoy beside him coughed. Cedric lowered his voice.

"We can discuss it privately."

"We discussed my death in front of three hundred people. You can explain yourself here."

He looked at the guards lining the walls. His hand curled at his side.

"He has altered your judgment."

Ronan's smile was thin. "You flatter my powers."

"Under the Border Compact," Cedric said, turning to the envoy, "a claimed marriage may be challenged where coercion is suspected. I request a witnessing flame."

Mara swore softly.

Ronan looked at me. "It tests the oath, not affection. You need only have understood and accepted it. You may refuse."

I held out my hand.

"I would like him to stop pretending he cannot hear me."

Mara brought an iron bowl. Ronan placed his hand beneath mine over the cold coals.

Gold light rose between our fingers.

The flame climbed our joined wrists. Through the open neck of his shirt, a bright line appeared over his heart, showing the wound beneath the fabric.

Cedric went white.

"That should have closed," he said.

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