Frozen Tides (Falling Kingdoms 4)

“You will, but not here. Not with him.” Theon’s expression darkened. “I’m sorry I couldn’t protect you from that monster, my love. But I will now. You’ll never have to see him again.”

He drew her into a tight embrace, but she stiffened against him.

“I can’t leave,” she said, her voice so quiet she barely heard it herself. “There’s too much I need to do here. I’m sorry.”

Theon pulled back from her and shook his head. “How can you say this to me?”

“Please, try to understand—”

“Why would you stay with him a moment longer than you have to? Don’t you remember what he did to me?”

Slowly, blood began to trickle from the corner of his mouth.

She covered her mouth in horror. “Theon!”

“He murdered me, princess. That evil coward plunged a sword through my back and in return he deserves nothing but pain. You know this!”

She shook her head, her eyes stinging with tears.

Theon staggered backward and fell to his knees. He ripped open the front of his cloak to show her the bright red stain in the center of his tunic. “He stole me from you. He stole your kingdom and your family and your future. Do you forget that?”

Hot tears streamed down her cheeks. “No. You—you don’t understand . . .”

“I loved you, princess. We would have been so happy together, if not for him. Why would you betray me like this?”

He fell to the ground, his accusatory eyes glassy and staring at her.

Cleo woke from the dream screaming.

• • •

She searched for Nic, but passed Magnus in the halls instead. She tried to avoid him, but he stepped directly into her path.

“Princess,” he said, eyeing her cloak and gloves. “In a hurry to go somewhere?”

She had trouble meeting his gaze, so she kept her attention on the dark floor instead. “Nowhere in particular.”

“I’m curious, how are your archery lessons coming along?”

Of course, today, of all days, he wanted to stop for a friendly chat. Lovely. “Couldn’t be better.”

“Lord Kurtis is a good instructor?”

“Very good. I—I’m actually looking for Nic. Have you seen him?”

“Not recently.” Magnus blinked, then straightened his shoulders. “The last place I saw him was at a public house nearby. It seemed to me he was there to try to forget a certain Kraeshian prince. Curious, isn’t it? And here I’d thought he was madly in love with you. Some people are full of secrets, aren’t they?”

“Indeed. Now, if you’ll excuse me.”

He caught her arm as she brushed past him. “Is everything all right, princess?”

“Everything’s fine.”

“Look at me.”

Cleo gritted her teeth before forcing herself to meet his dark gaze. As soon as she did, a thousand different emotions hit her all at once, and her eyes began to sting.

No, not here. I won’t cry in front of him.