Bab 59: Chapter 59: The Feast of Kings Challenge, Part 5

"Care so much you've lied to me this whole fucking time," Rath snarled, anger once more taking him over. "You lied to me about who you were, what you were. Let me wonder and worry why my lover was so excited that I might be marrying the prince and didn't seem to care at all that meant I couldn't be with you. I've been heartbroken for weeks, and you've just been lying and evading and probably have a fucking lark over it." He jerked away when Tress reached out for him. "Don't fucking touch me. I was worried sick about you when my father was murdered, and now I have to wonder: did someone who knew you see us together? Did they convey that you and I were already close? Is that why they jumped so quickly to murder instead of just beating me again?"

Tress's eyes filled with tears. "I didn't—"

"Didn't think of anyone but yourself and how fucking clever you are for getting away with your lies and evasions, with keeping your Fates-damned secrets."