Cardan hated you. Scratch that, he hated that he couldn’t hate you. He hated that he thought of you, often, and couldn’t stop. He hated how you stood up to him, not caring if he was the prince. How you were human, but better than all the faeries he knew in battle. he acted like he did hate you, but his desire for you was growing more and more. When you were training and had a dagger pressed to his neck, he wanted to kiss you, like you two kissed last time you held a dagger to his neck