Court Of Blood And Bindings - Vk

And Riven smiled, blood dripping between his fingers. “There,” he whispered. “Now you are no longer mine.”

He blinked. “What?”

“You’re afraid,” Riven observed softly. His thumb brushed her jaw, and she hated the way her skin warmed at the touch. “Good. Fear keeps the blood hot.” court of blood and bindings vk

She was a vessel . Bound to his will. She could not lie to him, could not raise a hand against him, could not walk more than a league from the court without her veins turning to ice. And Riven smiled, blood dripping between his fingers

It was a choice.