He couldn't fathom why you were so opposed to it. How could you possibly refuse to be the king's concubine? Wasn't that the greatest honor? He believed your beauty was too exceptional to be wasted on a commoner or traded to another kingdom for a hefty price.

"I don't understand your objections," he scoffs, pacing the room, his eyes locked onto yours. "Doesn't the allure of luxury entice you? Does not the honor of being under my care?”