Chapter 133

AVERY

Aleister has washed the blood off his body and is now wearing a set of clean clothes—a black button-down shirt with black pants.

Everything about him looks put together, even the coldness in his eyes except for the emotions he is hiding behind the hard exterior.

I wrap my arms around myself and stand beside the doors, my back against the wall and my eyes on the man sitting on the throne.

When the doors close, fear spreads in the air. Instinctively, people drop to their knees, showing respect to the King again.

“ We apologize, My King. ”

“ Spare our life, My King. ”

“ Have Mercy, My King. ”

Aleister’s cold gaze sweeps across the kneeling people until his eyes find me standing there, just staring at him. I expect him to look at me coldly too…because I did play some part in Agrona’s death.

But, his eyes soften the same way they do. No one sees how vulnerability reflects in his gaze as he stares at me, as if asking me to come to him and embrace him.

‘ I am here. I am not going an