Emotions

"I desire to learn more about you," Prince Rion expressed.

I raised my gaze momentarily to meet him, then averted it.

My fingers traced the hem of my tunic, a nervous mannerism I struggled to control. "Why?" I inquired, my voice barely above a whisper.

Prince Rion leaned forward slightly, his expression earnest. "You have displayed remarkable resilience and strength. I believe there is much depth to your character."

My heart pounded.

Trust was a fragile thing, and in my world, it was hard-earned and easily broken.

My past had taught me that people, particularly men, often harbored ulterior motives. "My interactions with men have been tumultuous," I murmured softly, my gaze fixed on the floor.

Prince Rion nodded. "I understand. But I want you to know, my intention is to support, not to harm you."

I met his eyes, scrutinizing his countenance for any hint of deception.

His sincerity was evident, yet my defense remained intact. "I appreciate your offer," I responded simply, my tone pol