His pace quickened and I could tell that his mood had not improved at all throughout the walk back here. Soon we stood in front of his bedroom. The prince did not waste time in carrying me in there and then dumping me right onto his bed.
I felt the softness of his bed beneath me for a moment before I tried my sit up on the bed. The last time that I was here, he shouted at me and then dragged me out of his room after accusing me of climbing into his bed to seduce him. The prince stood next to the bed as he breathed heavily. His blue eyes stared intensely down at me, and I suddenly felt scared of him.
My hands gripped the red coat that he had draped over my shoulders as I tried to use it to shield my body away from his sight. His gaze seemed to burn my skin and made my heart race. I thought that Prince Florian was dangerous, but it seemed like I didn’t understand what real danger meant until that moment.
He’s going to kill me…or worse…
