Her eyes remained big and wide, her face crimson in colour.
What even was happening?
In a bid to distract herself from her own embarrassment, she glanced off to the side. "You still have not told me where you went yesterday, my lord.."
"Look at me," his words came out an order, causing the princess to immediately look at him.
His gaze was hooded, his black eyes, dark.
Celestiel found that the more she looked at his strange, black eye, the more she seemed to find it fascinating, beautiful even.
She reached out to touch his face, leaning forward to take a better look at it and forgetful of the fact that she was still atop his body.
Right before her fingers grazed the side of his eye, he grabbed her wrist.
His hold was firm, bringing her eyes back to his. His eyes were intense and she hated that she could not read the emotions that passed through them.
