ARRIE'S POV
"Araminta," he whispered into my mouth, "I've wanted this from the first time I saw you in that training room. You have no idea how crazy you've driven me. Watching Baer hurt you was almost more than I could take."
"I'm sorry I got things so wrong," I whispered back secretly against his lips. "I wish I'd known you liked me from the start."
"I don't think it could have been any more obvious," he laughed at himself, clearly, he was referring to our wrestle on the night we met.
"We'd only learnt about men in books. We were taught that's what happens to all men when they're in close proximity to a semi-clad pretty young woman. Not that I'm pretty."
I wasn't fishing for a compliment. I knew I was the least attractive of all of us palace girls.
"What are you talking about? You're gorgeous and hot. Why do you think you've got two men fighting over you?"