Prince Keith's POV
My own breathing felt ragged as Nyles trailed behind me, back to my room. I could hear the soft sniffles escaping her, I ignored her, she was supposed to go and pack her stuff and leave not trailing behind me.
We finally reached my room, I stepped inside and she did too, closing the door behind us with a dull thud. Nyles finally found her voice, which was thick with unshed tears. "Why, Keith? Why didn't you say anything?" Her words were a raw plea, directed at me as much as they were at the gilded ceiling. "When the King… when he told me I had to leave for six weeks… why didn't you defend me? You were supposed to say something and stop him from exiling me from the palace!”
The question ignited a spark of anger within me, I was angry at the way she was acting, slappi
