“Hey, look at me, all right? Don’t look at her. Look right at me.” Kai’s hands are still gently holding my face when I slide my gaze back to his, trying to focus on something other than the death in front of me. Except, the prince himself seems to be death incarnate, a wielded weapon. “Focus on my eyes. I know how much you like to stare into them.” His gray gaze sparkles with amusement, and the corners of his lips kick up while my own mouth falls open.
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