'I always wished for Sam's arrival. But I'm glad he has yet to come.
Knowing how it feels to be bound to someone and experiencing it are very different. It was a hundred times more dreadful to act according to someone's will.
"Don't stray too far from me. The flowers here are beautiful, but they are deadly," Stefan said as we entered the garden of Avolire Palace.
I pursed my lips and met his gaze. It was astonishing how quickly his mood could change.
"Yes, Your Majesty," I said, pulling my hand away as he relaxed his grip.
The last thing I wanted was to feel his words impose on me. I strived to balance obedience and defiance; I gave him what he wanted while retaining the last bit of what was mine.
I had to be cautious about what I gave away and what I kept to myself. So, I had to wear many masks to survive here and act prudently.
"Aren't you going to ask me anything?" he asked, cocking his head.
Why should I, when I already understand his intentions?
