ISABEL
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I expected Maxwell to race toward Thomas to save Tyra, but instead, he just laughed and scoffed. "Unfortunately, she would rather be the King's love than be my woman."
Tyra's eyes widened in absolute shock, and even amidst the chaos, I caught the sudden flare of terror in them.
"Suit yourself," Thomas said. He raised his blade, but just when I thought he was about to use it on Tyra, he flipped his grip and threw it across the courtyard toward Harry, who caught it seamlessly with one hand.
"I told you to let her go," Harry said, his voice deep and thick with a lethal warning.
Before Maxwell could calculate what was happening, everything moved in a blur. Harry grabbed my arm and violently yanked me toward his chest, ripping me out of Maxwell's grasp.
