EIGHTEEN
Yun paced the walls, unable to get the image out of his head. Of her, his wife, the pretty princess stretched out on his bed in a shift so thin he could see every delicious detail of her body through it, which should have aroused him beyond belief, if it wasn't for her expression.
Her squeezed shut eyes, her wobbling lip, her clenched fists on either side of her throat...as though she expected to be punished.
What had she done to deserve punishment?
Nothing, he told himself. She wanted peace, the same as he did. She had consented to the marriage, and shown courage when his father had humiliated her before the court. She had even spread her body out on the bed, a sacrifice to this marriage alliance she wanted...but not with him.
I am not my brothers, Yun raged inwardly, wis
