Listening to Zinnia demanding to know the truth, his heart may have skipped a beat. He was unable to imagine what truth she wanted to know because there was nothing else which she should learn about Xerxes. There were only a few times when he would grow hair on his body, and that was something even he was not completely aware of what would happen to him. Besides, he was embarrassed about it and wouldn’t be able to talk about the way he felt.
“What do you want to know?” He asked her, and this time she did not take much time to answer his question. She said, “I want to know how you feel about me.”
Xerxes sort of had this question in his mind as well. He was also trying to figure out the reason he felt so different about Zinnia of late, especially after the night which they spent togethe
