Emilia's POV
The air changes, swelling with tension as Enzo's words swing between us like a pendulum. The disclosures I have battled so loom over me, ready to weigh me down. This dark, twisted reality that has become my existence is unbelievable.
"Emilia," Enzo adds, his voice solid but somewhat urgent. "You have to realize this goes beyond only you and me. It has to do with power—control. And if I fail to play the game, it's not only my life that hangs in jeopardy.
Then why not let me assist you? I challenge myself, approaching closely and pulse pounding. "I cannot simply watch you fight battles I know nothing about and be a pawn."
Frustration blazing over his features, he runs a hand over his hair. You're not understanding it. This planet is hazardous. I cannot risk putting you in front of adversaries who lurk in the shadows.
