Once the door was shut, Kiev, who stood by the bed, turned to face Elis. They locked eyes, their unspoken connection conveying more than words ever could.
The maid sensed a shift in the Mederian Prince's gaze—different from his usual stern expression. She detected a profound longing in his eyes that stirred something within her, an indescribable feeling.
Kiev found it difficult to tear his gaze away from Elis. Emotions surged within him, intensifying as they were left alone in the room.
A whirlwind of thoughts swirled in his mind, realising that the woman before him was his soulmate, their destinies revealed upon their accidental kiss. He yearned to embrace her and pour out his feelings, but a hesitance held him back.
Suddenly, the Mederian Prince reached out, his hands gently resting on Elis's shoulders, causing her to flinch slightly.
"Lie down. Get some sleep," he tenderly instructed, guiding her body onto the bed.
