Lorelai jerked her hand away but failed to free herself––his tight grasp only hurt her wrist more and she grimaced in pain. His authoritative, dominating attitude was no joke but it only made him look like all those unsavory the rumors painted him.
An animal.
Tired of his insolent actions, the princess glared back at him with her piercing green eyes and parted her lips to finally give the man a stinging reply, but the king was no longer interested in continuing the same conversation.
A deep frown formed on his face as he slid his thumb over Lorelai's white, almost transparent skin, his gaze lingering briefly on the thin blue veins bulging from underneath it.
"Do you even eat? The more I look at you, the more it feels like you are about to dissolve under my touch."
