✶Elizabeth's POV✶
Aiwin led me down to the basement of the castle where the prisoners were kept. It was dark, dingy, and damp. A huge transformation to the beauty up above. Guards were posted throughout but did not question a Prince's authority, especially the brother of a King.
A half-brother.
"Aiwin, you know we need to talk."
"How so?"
I look around me. "About what I found out in the library. About you."
Aiwin stays silent for a second. "You know almost everything."
"Were you ever going to tell me?"
Aiwin stops, turning around to face me. "About who I really am, the bond between us, or who I'm truly related to?"
I growl. "All of it. You're like a mystery to me now."
A mischievous smirk grows on his face. He gets close, his lips almost grazing my ear. "What if I like being a m
