Elena’s POV
My chest was still feeling heavy, and anger was accumulating in my heart. Then, I felt another squeeze of comfort in my hand.
Looking up, I met Prince Deacon’s eyes filled with determination and promise. “We’ll expose her, Elena. And when the truth comes out, your grandfather’s name will be cleared.”
Taking a deep breath, I let the weight that filled me lose a bit.
I nodded my head and was finally able to let out a small smile.
After a few minutes of comfort, we finally ease up.
Looking outside, we realized that it was already late.
“Do you want to dine here?” he asked, motioning toward the table.
Standing up, I shook my head. “No, it’s alright. I want to have a rest as well.”
“Then, I’ll walk you back,” he added as he pushed the tent’s fabric door out of my way.
Givi
