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Excerpt from chapter seven of The Fairest of All Stars

“You had the chance to stab him, and you chose his hand?” Syan asked. “You assume I had the opportunity to stab his heart.” “I assumed that you wouldn’t settle for a hand. Are you a weak woman, Andy?” Something about being spoken down to made Andy’s stomach flutter and her legs feel weak. Syan looked her up and down with critical eyes, and Andy wanted to shove her against the railing and pin her hands back. No. Andy wanted to be shoved against the railing with her hands pinned behind her back. She wanted to struggle against Syan’s strong arms and the half-foot Syan stood over her. “Keep insulting me,” Andy said, desperate. “Captain,” Joseph interrupted. “Why don’t we circle around so you both can find dinner?”