Chapter 0235
He drops his head to the crook of my neck, breathing in my scent and rumbling deep in his chest. “If I lose the campaign…” He begins slowly, his voice like gravel in my ear. “It will all depend on how fast the Prince moves, and where we are when it happens.”

Sinclair doesn’t say any more, and I nud
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