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“I will tell you,first, that I don’t have to tell you anything! You can demand answers from me all you like, but you won’t be getting any.”

“Why not?”

“Because it’s onlyquestionsI have for you.”

He rubbed his chin before nodding. “Go on.”

“Okay. One, why am I a person of ‘special interest’ to the government?”

“Because you’re a person of special interest to me.”

“You really want me to keep asking you the same questions?”

He didn’t reply.

“Okay, why am I a person of ‘special interest’ to you?”

“You really have to ask that? After the past few days?”

Emotion fluttered in her gut, threatening the anger which was the only thing keeping her together. She nodded.

“I have feelings for you. I thought you understood that.”

“Feelings,” she repeated, giving the word a sarcastic edge. She nodded repeatedly, betraying her agitation. “And what kind of feelings are they? Hey?”

“They are feelings of love, Sarah—you know this, your heart knows this—and of course there are other feelings caught up in them.”

“Ah, now perhaps you’ll elaborate on these other feelings because I suspect we’re getting closer.”

“Closer to what?”

“The truth. What other feelings, Kadar?”

“These are more difficult to describe. I am king, Sarah, and I have the duties and responsibilities of a king.”

She shook her head. “I don’t understand.”

She sat down, suddenly too weak to stand. He reached across the table and took her hands in his. She wished he hadn’t. A wave of emotion flowed over her, crashing down on her defenses and leaving her exposed. She gulped in a breath, trying to suppress her vulnerability, her tears.

“Kadar,” she said, the tears glistening in her eyes nevertheless, “how could you?” She shook her head.

His eyes narrowed. It seemed he needed clarification. “How could I?”

“How could you use me like that? After everything you said.”

“I meant everything I said.” He brushed a tear from her cheek. “I told you I loved you, because I do. I told you I wanted you in my life, because I do. Do you not believe me now?”

“I find it hard to trust my instincts and believe you when I hear things which seem to contradict them.”

He shook his head. “Your instincts are correct.”

“Then how do you explain the fact that you are promised to someone else? That your marriage has already been planned?”

His frown deepened. “What do you mean?”

She tore herself away from him. She could hardly think when he touched her. “I overheard the vizier on the phone, and then you, confirming that you would be married within a few weeks and that all your problems would be over.” She turned around to see his reaction. But his face was stony. “What woman? What marriage?”

“Youare the only woman I wish to marry.”

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