“When you look at me, is he all that you see?” Lucas’s eyes were filled with sorrow and pleading, his wide mouth curved in a frown. Wren softened, studying him. No, the king wasn’t all she saw. She saw laugh lines from his mother, and Virgil’s kindness, and Ella’s grace. And a desire to help, to do the right thing, that was all Lucas. She saw the day they had met, the Lucas with his pen scratching in his little notebook as he resolved himself to pledge his life to save a girl he had just met. “I see you,” she whispered, reaching up to stroke the peak of his cheekbone with her thumb.
awwwwww
there are so many wren lucas moments. i love them so much
