~ DAVID ~
As Zara continued to be preened by the maid it was a battle not to pace. Good thing her back was to me. She'd see my face and know the fire within me was not desire—and she wouldn't let up until she knew what made me burn.
I fought for peace, fought to return to the beauty of her and our love. But the tormenting thoughts of her Defender wouldn't leave me.
Surely she wouldn't choose Fireknight for the role permanently? And yet, she was a loyal heart… who else would she trust in that way?
And no one would fight for the honor harder than that man, of that I was certain.
My jaw ached and I realized I was clenching my teeth so hard they threatened to crack.
I was not usually a jealous man, but the sudden flood of images in my head of Fireknight sweeping into her chambers when she was alone, of the man riding alongside her, their knees brushing, of the way his eyes glowed when he looked on her…
