Birdie's POV:
This is so f*****g embarrassing.
"Davina, get out." The king commanded Davina. I shot her a look as she got to her feet. I was right. She had a satisfied smile on her face, and her cheeks glowed. She bowed to him and walked out, her eyes shooting daggers at me.
I f*****g hate her.
"Birdie, I told you to keep your eyes on me." The king said. I turned back to him and quickly corrected my glare.
The air between us was nothing short of heavy. I felt so uncomfortable, like I wanted to wash myself ten times. Why? Why is my body reacting this way to him? It's not normal.
I've never had this reaction. Not to anyone.
"Get up,"
I don't want to. Please let me go.
I got to my feet. My knees buckled and I held myself up.
"Come closer." His voice was soft as cotton, yet da
