Kaidën
I use nearly all my restraint not to hit something, or someone while staring at the unconscious form of the girl in front of me.
Her mass of golden hair is spread around her like a halo guiding an angel.
It's been two hours.
Two hours since my men found her, and two hours since Eliana has been locked up in the dungeon.
When I think about Eliana's words, I try to find a way to blame myself.
Maybe if I hadn't crossed the line with her. Maybe if I had treated her differently than I did. Maybe if I had kept a boundary between us.
But what could I have done?
"Kaidën, I love you." Her words still haunt me, when I think about them.
The girl that stood in front of me hadn't been someone I'd recognized. No, she’d been different.
And some of her words held truth, but if only she kne
