“If that frightens you, all the more reason to go to Ravan. No magic can touch you in the Holy City.”
“Frighten? Rabah, that would be the most exciting thing that ever happened to me.” She sighed. “But it won’t. They all say Ahmad’s much too noble to do anything like that. Do you really want me to go to Ravan?”
“I think you should go,” Rabah said carefully. “Marriage to Haroun is a price to pay, but in a few months he’ll attain his majority and be crowned king of Ravan. That will make you queen. Haroun is a cipher, easily ignored. As long as you don’t interfere with his mother’s political rule, you’ll be able to do as you wish. You’ll have the freedom you say you want so badly. The price is your maidenhead.”
“Haroun may get that from me, but he certainly won’t get much else.”
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