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won’t do it,” Demetrius said, shaking his head. “And you cannot make me. No one can make me.”
    Theron crossed quickly to stand in front of the giant Argonaut, who was now shaking with a mixture of contempt and resentment that seemed to roll off him in waves. Callia swallowed and wondered if the other females were thinking the same thing she was—namely, that a brawl was about to break out if someone didn’t do something fast.
    “Demetrius, stand down.”
    “I will not bind myself to that ,” Demetrius ground out, his face twisting in fury as he glared over Theron at the king and lifted a hand to point at Isadora. “And you cannot make me.”
    Theron said something Callia couldn’t hear, but she didn’t miss Demetrius’s response. No one did. Especiallynot Isadora, who, standing in the other corner of the room, seemed to shrink into herself even more.
    “Kick me out of the Argonauts if you want. Banish me to the human world. I don’t care. But hear me now, Theron. I will never marry that . I’ll choose death first.”
    Theron slapped a hand on the bigger Argonaut’s chest and pushed hard.
    Oh, jeez. This was not good. Not good at all.
    Voices broke out in unison: Casey’s as she rushed to console an obviously shaken Isadora; Theron’s from the doorway, where he was talking Demetrius down from inflicting bodily harm; the other Argonauts as they whispered about what had just happened.
    The king, surprisingly, was silent, until a voice from the back of the room called out, “I’ll do it.”
    A voice Callia knew all too well.
    “Who said that?” The king’s ears perked, and he leaned to the side to peer around the massive guardians toward the speaker, though it did no good.
    Conversation quieted. Heads turned toward the doorway. Even Theron and Demetrius stopped arguing long enough to glance sideways.
    And Callia’s stomach twisted into a knot as the sea of bodies parted to reveal Zander standing there, staring at the king with nothing but resignation across his bruised and handsomely familiar face.
    No, no, no. He can’t possible mean—
    “I’ll do it,” Zander said again in the quiet. “I’ll marry Isadora.”

Chapter Three
    Okaaay. Not the reaction Zander had been hoping for.
    No one in the room said a single word. And oh, yeah. He totally should have thrown himself off that cliff. At least then he wouldn’t have to endure this soul-rattling silence or see the what-the-fuck? looks on his kinsmen’s faces.
    He shifted his feet, rested his hands on his hips and waited. As the seconds passed and no one said a word, his unease peaked. Finally, he broke the stare-down and said, “Look, don’t everyone thank me all at once.”
    Theron glanced over his shoulder at the king. “We need a minute.”
    Before Zander could respond, Theron pushed him back into the hallway with a force that nearly knocked Zander off his feet. The leader of the Argonauts didn’t speak until they were well out of earshot of the king’s chamber, and then he let loose.
    “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”
    Resentment brewed as Zander’s back hit the stone wall. It wasn’t like he expected Theron to be all rosy cheeked and gracious that he’d finally manned-up. Theron had every reason to be suspicious. But a little thanks wasn’t too fucking much to ask, especially now.
    “Helping.”
    “This isn’t a joke, Zander.”
    “I don’t see anyone laughing.”
    “Why in Hades would you make light of this situation?”
    “I’m not—”
    “ Skata .” Theron raked his hand through his shoulder-length hair. “I’m already so pissed at Demetrius I can barelysee straight. I hate that Isadora is forced to marry anyone, but there’s no way around it. Not if we’re to keep the Council out of Argonaut affairs and Atalanta out of Argolea for good. And I don’t need you adding fuel to the fire and fucking it all up when I—”
    “I’m not adding fuel, Theron. I’m serious. I’ll marry