Adrian P. O. V
The Next Morning
“You can call me Adrian Devonsol, second son of the Blood Royals and Sacred Guardian of the Lunar Throne." I grinned, my head resting on my clasped hands, with one leg crossed over the other.
“No way.” I shook my head, pushing that thought aside. “If I had used that line, she would have definitely found out that I was trying to trick her."
“But then again, it's not my fault she's so gullible”. I chuckled to myself, “She actually believed that spending one night in the cold would be enough to kill me. Just how weak does she think I am?”
But still, I couldn't shake off the feeling that I'd crossed the line. It wasn't my intention to deceive her, but what other options did I have? If I didn't play it like that, how else would I have gotten the informa
