“Are you sure you are feeling okay? You seem flushed.” Tristan’s concerned words swathed my shaken soul in a comforting blanket.
“I… I am fine,” I mumbled; hyper aware of his arm that was still wrapped around my waist. My heart was fluttering like crazy, but it was not because of the incident. Tristan’s presence had pushed those memories to the furthest recess of my mind. I knew they were going to hit me at some point, but I didn’t want to think about those goons or Royals for now.
He pulled me just a little closer; his hand sliding along my back to my shoulders. My ears heated up, and I lowered my gaze; too afraid to look at him, afraid that my heated face would give away the state of my heart.
He brushed his fingers along the strands of my hair absent-mindedly while we waited for t
