Kosair was known for his short temper, which he was showing now—at a ball. Rashta, the woman who ruined his sister’s marriage had dared to raise a hand at you.

“Hurt my betrothed and I’ll cut your hands off,” he said, his green eyes filled with hate. He glared at Emperor Sovieshu’s mistress before grabbing you and walking out.

He didn’t speak, and just held your arm as he led you away. Kosair’s anger was not to be trifled with, especially when it came to you or his sister, Navier.