Roxana slowly walked her way back home, her mind not following her steps. In her mind, she was still trapped between her sword and Alexander's body. He was still whispering in her ear.
'I had already kissed you a thousand times in my mind. Tempted by your scent. Tortured by your presence.' His words echoed in her mind.
He was also… attracted to her. He was!
Oh, Lord! She would have danced her way home if the part where they couldn't be together didn't gnaw at the back of her mind. But that she already knew. She shouldn't be so disappointed. He was the King. It was his duty to ensure the safety and wellness of his kingdom and so he would marry someone beneficial. She should look on the bright side. At least, he reciprocated her feelings. But… was her feelings only attraction? She wanted it to be but the pain in her heart was telling her otherwise.
