“ She felt hot tears soaking his shirt as she began to sob. “Forgive you? What king asks forgiveness of a slave?”“Avin…” he gently pushed her away. “I have wronged you. Terribly.”“Yes,” she said sadly.… Ava Sinclair
“ What was once your crown will now be your collar, and you will wear it until you learn what it is to submit. Ava Sinclair
