Bree raised her head and when she saw the mutinous expression on Ahmar's face, she felt her lips twitch in amusement. Though she had no idea what the poor man had gone through the past few months, from his expression alone, it was enough to know that he didn't have an easy time.
"Alright, don't make that expression," Bree raised her hand and patted the back of his hand.
Though her actions meant nothing and she was only doing it for the sake of making Ahmar feel a bit better, the man still felt his heart skip several beats the second she touched him.
And when she pulled her fingers away from him, the loss of warmth left an inexplicable chill in his heart.
"You are quite heartless, Your Majesty," Ahmar said to Bree, who raised her head and looked at him with a frown.
"What do you mean?" What had she done now for him to say such words?
