Our eyes meet and everything, everything stirs within me. My worries about the kingdom are pushed away as she stands there watching us with that open gaze that makes my chest hurt. When I propositioned her a few days ago, it had taken every ounce of my strength not to press her to that window and kiss her until she forgot her own name. I want her like I want air and the magic that flows in my veins. Why is her draw so powerful?
