The excerpt is from Duty, which is told in its entirety from Brielle's POV in the first person. (She isn't a selfish narrator, so please give her a try.) In this selection, the other speaker is Lord Dentin, the head of security of the realm, as he escorts her to meet the king.
“I don’t know whether to be afraid or flattered.” (Brielle said)
“Why?” He (Lord Dentin) smiled, but his eyes narrowed.
“The king sent the man responsible for the security of the realm to escort me to my presentation. Does he think I intend to assassinate him?”
“You are armed.” His eyebrows rose and his eyes challenged me, but the corners of his mouth lifted slightly.
“It is intended to be for show. You may take it.” I offered the knife, but Dentin made no move to take it.
“Keep it. Tomas sent me.”
I returned the dagger to its sheath. “Is he afraid I will assassinate the king?”
Dentin laughed. “Hardly. He thought you would need support, a conclusion I do not share.”
“So you are here as a friend?”
“In part.” He offered his left arm for support.
“The other part?” I lay my hand upon his forearm.
“Parts, my lady, first and foremost, I am a loyal subject of the king.” He led the way through the tent city. Our men fell into formation behind us like the train of a regal gown.
“I am as well.”
“So, treason does not run in the family?”
I tensed. “I am not my cousin, my lord. We are nothing alike.”
He turned to scan my face with a care. I met his scrutiny with a steady regard. His brown eyes were pleasantly shaped. He had even features, a strong jaw, well-proportioned nose, and a pleasing smile hidden behind the tension at the moment. I returned my gaze to his eyes. I had nothing to hide from this man.
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