[ AYSEL ]
The more I try to focus on the pages of the novel in my hands, the more my mind drifts back to Raegon.
To the way his face hardened when he saw me, and how he’d worn a cold frown on his face as he walked away from me in the courtyard.
I snap the book shut with a sharp slap and lift my head, drawing in a deep breath as I stare out of the window.
“What is even his problem?” I mutter under my breath.
Thankfully, I’m perched on the wide window seat overlooking the garden, completely alone. No one is around to think I’ve finally lost my mind.
“Why does he always look angry when he sees me?” I continue quietly. “Wasn’t he the one who said he was taking me back? So why is he acting like he was forced?”
Yes, he’s the powerful, feared, and beloved Grand King.
But that doesn’t giv
