Chapter 58 The King's Gambit

• As dessert signals the end of dinner, I rise alongside Efrem. He clears his throat, motioning towards the exit. “Please join us in the parlor,” he says, offering me his arm. My hand finds his bicep instinctively, feeling the solid curves of his muscles.
• My eyes flicker between his stoic expression and his arm. The flashy ring on my finger catches my attention, impossible to ignore. It makes me feel... larger somehow. More significant.
• I married the Mustafin Ringleader.