Ezekiel's voice was a blend of curiosity and something deeper, as he questioned Adelita's motivations with a tinge of skepticism. "Adelita, why did you take that spear for Tedros? Could it be that you've already fallen under the prince's enchantment?"
Adelita's gaze held a mixture of amusement and defiance, her lips curling into a knowing smile. "Ah, Ezekiel, if I were to fall under anyone's enchantment, it would certainly not be Tedros."
Ezekiel's eyebrow arched with a hint of skepticism, his tone laced with playful sarcasm. "Oh, really? And who, pray tell, has captured your heart, if not the charming prince?"
Adelita's laughter was a sensual melody, a dance of amusement and intrigue that seemed to linger in the air. "You seem to be bothered much by this particular topic, don’t you gen
