"Why did you light everyone in gold?" Sterling asked, voice still clipped.
"I couldn’t c-c-control it," she replied, hurt laced under the upset that was already there.
The stutter gutted something in Maddox’s chest that he was fairly certain would require surgery to repair. She was defending herself against his officer for a flame that Maddox had called out of her on a dance floor.
"You are an absolute jackass," Blair snapped. "Gwen, as soon as you can control it, please light him on fire."
"It was a fair question," Sterling shot back. "Does it magically shut off on its own too?"
His Third in Command, the finest strategic mind in his military outside of Ryker, was being sarcastic. To a crying woman. About magic she didn’t understand. The man had a death wish.
"If you make her flinch one more time, High Marshal," Kael said. "I will forget we’re on the same side. And I have a very short memory when it comes to people who make her cry."
Maddox pinched the bridge of his nose. His brother had just threatened his Third in Command on behalf of his mate. Kael, who had been Fourth in Command for less than two days, was already accumulating insubordination charges at an impressive rate.
"Sorry, Guinevere," Sterling said, letting out a breath. "I wanted you to stay. I like you. Believe it or not."
Sterling liking someone was rare enough to be classified. Sterling admitting it out loud was unprecedented. The apology was genuine. Maddox could hear it. He was still going to address the part that came before it because the genuine part didn’t erase the part where his Third made his mate stutter.
She gave a wet laugh. "I like you too, Sterling. I p-promise I didn’t do the gold on purpose."
"Gwen," Kael said, voice calm. "He is a dickhead. Nobody outside of him thinks you did that on purpose."
Kael calling Sterling a dickhead while simultaneously being the most emotionally available person in the hall was a plot twist Maddox had not anticipated in any version of this evening. The scoreboard between them was going to require an audit because Kael was winning in categories Maddox hadn’t known existed.
"Seconded," Ryker added. "You’re glowing right now again. Pretty embarrassing."
She let out another laugh.
"I don’t think you did it on purpose, Gwen," Sterling continued. "Have we addressed Shadowfell, Ryker?"
"If you’re worried about me telling Shadowfell, Sterling," she said with a hiccup. "You have my word I would never tell him or anyone."
She was making promises to protect a kingdom that was kicking her out. The loyalty was staggering and misplaced and he was going to redirect every ounce of it towards himself by morning.
"No, Guinevere. That’s not what I’m worried about."
"If you’re worried about my father, I’ll figure something out. You won’t find an issue on my side." She hiccuped again. The hiccup undermined every ounce of authority in the sentence.
It would have been cute if his people weren’t the reason she was crying.
He was done listening to this and rounded the corner.
"Enough. She stays in my Keep. Anyone with a problem can bring it to me personally. I encourage it."
Ryker closed his eyes for exactly one second, which was Ryker’s version of saying ’fuck.’ The other three looked like they’d been caught burying a body.


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