Serena
The halls of the castle were silent but it did nothing to calm the torrent of storms in my head. I was grateful that there was no one around because I needed some moment to clear my head alone. My hands clenched at my sides as I tried to banish the memory of King Zade, but it clung to me stubbornly. The way his strength had rendered my defiance meaningless. The way his touch had made my heart race—not just from fear, but something I refused to name. Why did he make me feel this way? What was going on between us? I was extremely confused and terrified of him yet I wanted nothing more than to defy and aggravate him. It was as if pushing him satisfied those voices in my head. That unrelenting feeling in me.
What are you doing with the king of the skies, Rena? I asked myself, knowing I didn't have the answer to that.
