Sanna hesitated, then shook her head. “Magic is dangerous. It nearly destroyed all the dragons in the massacre.”“I want it.

Tomorrow,” she murmured. “We face whatever comes next.

Why are you helping me?”Maximillion blinked, drawing in a deep breath. He let it out. “Because it’s the right thing to do. There, your question is answered.

You’re not upset about that fate?“I can’t change it, right?”He paused. Pragmatic. Unexpectedly so. I didn’t expect logic from a wild witch like you.

If you haven’t seen, touched, or felt him, how do you know he is real?

An investment in acting lessons would serve you well. If you can avoid being a total shrew—or criminal, for that matter—you may come to my office.”“I’ll try to control my womanly impulses.”“See that you do.