I didn’t want to. I really didn’t want to. I wanted to focus on my thousand WIPs and wrap them up. And then @urbisie had to start on her fantastic headcanons and they got me thinking. And writing. An now I have this, and of fucking course it got longer than I wanted it to be…
“Come!”
Cardan tugged her along towards the stables, a frighteningly eager expression on his face. His coal eyes were alight with a sentiment Jude didn’t care delve too deep into and his face was twisted in a smug expression. Jude tried to struggle against the grip of his hand on her wrist, but for all the lack of proper training and despite how sorry a fighter he was, he was sure surprisingly strong.
“Tell me, where you are taking me, and I might consider coming with you,” she snarled, ramming her heels into the ground.
Cardan shot her a mocking glare over his shoulder and tugged harder, so she was careened forward and crushed into him. With heated cheeks, she glared up into his grinning face.
“Don’t you trust me, Jude?” he asked tauntingly. She simply raised her eyebrows at him.
Of course she didn’t trust him. She didn’t trust anyone, not after all the betrayal and backstabbing she had witnessed during the last couple of months. Well, she trusted Vivi to keep Oak safe. And she trusted the Court of Shadows and their services, as long as she met their demands and was able to pay them. But that was about it. She certainly didn’t trust the spoiled, cruel, lazy and entirely untrustworthy puppet king she had heaved onto the throne in her brother’s stead, not when she couldn’t even trust her own twin sister. So no, Jude didn’t trust Cardan. Not. One. Single. Bit!
I’m gonna be late for school if I keep reading so I’ll read the rest later but the first half was amazing!!
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