C28 THE MESSED-UP, UNBREAKABLE BOND BETWEEN PRINCESS LYRA AND MARCUS

LYRA'S POV

Lyra sucked in a breath, sharp and sudden. Her hand shot straight to her shoulder, and it felt like fire just crawled over her skin. Down in the courtyard, Marcus stumbled back, eyes wide, his sword clattering to the ground. His hand clamped onto the same spot, blood blooming red where the blade nicked him.

She hadn’t been hit, but holy hell, she felt that cut. Like, felt it