Swati's POV -
"Please dont run away from me your' highness."
I listen to his yearning-filled voice that speaks for his overflowing emotions that seem to have been caged for years. But despite the emotional longing I feel in his voice, I am stuck with a massive wave of fear. The fear hits my steady beating heart with a strong wave of anxiety forcing it to beat at miles per minute speed. My breath is stuck in my throat while I feel my blood turning cold in my veins. I am both physically and mentally stuck, unable to think of a response to the situation I am neck deep in. His arms are firm on my waist not ready to let go and I am too scared to look at who is the one who has held me. He pulls me closer to his exposed chest wrapping his other hand around my waist and I suck in more air while
