The cloudy sky hangs heavy with stars as I find myself entangled in an unexpected encounter with Prince Hekter. My breath catches in my throat as I try to escape his firm grip, but he proves relentless, pulling me away from the grand hall and into the secluded garden. There are a few servants who have seen us: him holding my wrist and pulling me away from the great hall.
"The servants are looking at us, Your Grace," I whisper urgently, my eyes darting around the garden to ensure no prying eyes catch us in this clandestine moment.
"I don't care who sees us or who doesn't, just come with me!" Prince Hekter's powerful voice carries an imposing urgency, cutting through the stillness of the night. His determination is palpable, and I can't help but be drawn deeper into this enigmatic encounte
