A cool breeze swept across the terrace, breaking the spell that had momentarily consumed us. I pushed against Lucian's chest, creating distance between us. My heart was pounding, but I forced my voice to remain steady.
"We can't do this, Lucian. It's not right."
Lucian's green eyes, still as mesmerizing as ever, softened. A roguish smile played on his lips, but it didn't quite reach his eyes. "Don't worry, little moon. It was just a farewell kiss - a custom from the north. Don't take it to heart."
He stepped back, his hands falling to his sides. "After tonight, I'll be heading back north. Who knows when we'll see each other again?"
Despite his casual tone, I could feel the turmoil of emotions through our bond - sadness, longing, and a deep reluctance that mirrored my own. I bit my lip, fighting the urge to close the distance between us again.
