Book 4: Time to Go

Finn

Fuck the council meeting. Xandra doesn’t need me to cover her near-constant nausea-induced lapses in thought. That’s what I’d do for a damsel, not my Goddess-damned mate—

Or my Goddess-damned friend. Whatever. If Elian were sick and hiding it from people, I’d do the exact same thing for him.

Clearly, Kieran doesn’t need me either. He didn’t get angry until I mentioned Ingrid. If I had thought of it, I would’ve said Corwyn insulted Raven instead. Maybe then he would’ve stood up for me as more than just an international incident waiting to happen. I didn’t miss that every defense was about me as a prince, as a member of Dun’s Crossing. Even King Alden defended Corwyn based on his character. Not me. I’d just do this because I care so little.

Sometimes, I miss Candace. It took her ages, but she finally saw through me. She might’ve been the only Solberg who ever did.

When I first started avoiding council meetings after we arrived, I tho