Sovia’s POV
“Interesting?”
He always made it seem like he could see through my petty schemes.
To him, it was like a joke that wasn’t worth his time.
Every glance, every interaction stemmed purely from curiosity.
After taking his sip, he placed the glass back on the table and slowly ran his tongue across his lower lip, savouring the wine as if he refused to waste a single drop.
I shivered when he inclined toward me.
Without warning, he grabbed my arm and tugged me forward. Everyone at the table fell silent. Lydia shivered with unease. “Prince Zadekiah, what are you doing…”
He ignored everyone and everything, keeping his focus locked solely on me.
I couldn’t look away as his head tilted, scanning me slowly from head to toe.
I had to take control and not let the fear weakening
