The Crown Prince looked somber in Rosa's staring eyes, he was lost in a reflection that furrowed his brow and tightened his lips. Then, with a deep breath, he lifted his head looking determined.
"I believe I know why my father has been turning a blind eye to the smuggling of drugs from Vordania to Drakemore. Sadly, it's nothing new—this has been happening for a long time, far longer than I care to admit."
Rosa was stunned, utterly caught off guard by Amir's unexpected honesty. It was like a breath of fresh air coming from someone so high in power—a noble, moreso than the rest of them, the very kind she had grown up despising in a world that she knew was unjust. She had always heard that the desert community was savage and barbaric, yet here she was face to face with the pinnacle of Vordanian society, and this man seemed far more civilized than all the nobility of Drakemore combined.
Except for Kael, of course.
