Zavian, as if slapped across the face, retreated two steps back. He looked at her face, but it didn't hold any emotions for him to read. When he could barely have a good night's sleep without her by his side through all his travels and back at his castle, he didn't know that the suffering was only on his part.
"I must have mistaken that all that time we had together was more than it was," Zavian spoke, his voice breaking as he stared at her.
"I do not regret the time together, your Majesty, but I cannot keep being with you, I might…"
Neera paused as she controlled herself from speaking too much;
"You might do what?" Zavian asked, closing the gap between them;
Neera bit her lower lip and then she looked at him; "I might start to fall for you…"
