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Urseya eyed her with undisguised curiosity. “Did you know Keilor is very wealthy?” At Jasmine’s surprise, she nodded. “His wealth rivals even Jayems’, and Jayems is not a poor man.”

“I hadn’t realized,” Jasmine looked down, uneasy. She didn’t want to know about this part of him. “I never thought about it.”

Urseya swirled the wine in her glass. “Mmm. He is also widely famed as the best warrior in the realm. His prowess and absolute fearlessness on the battlefield are legend. All of that, combined with his handsome face and prominence among the lords make him irresistible to women.”

“Hence his large head,” Jasmine returned tartly, and Urseya smirked. If Urseya was trying to make her feel bad, she was succeeding. What would a handsome, famous, wealthy warrior possibly want with someone like her, long term? Not that she was chasing him, of course. “Why are you telling me this? I thought…”