His guard shook his head. “It’s quite all right, Your Highness.” Kaiser grasped at Hal’s wrist, then led it with a slow ease towards his own chest, until Hal’s palm rested atop Kaiser’s heart. “I merely feared, for a moment, that you would not want to touch something so unsightly,” he muttered, behind his teeth that were gritted with an anguish Hal wished he could somehow heal or wish away.
I also love Kaiser
