Sara’s POV.
I hesitated for a moment, my heart still pounding from King Rowan’s words. There was something about him—something dangerous, something unpredictable—but I needed to know more.
“If you knew I was his Luna,” I began, my voice quieter now, “then why did you request a dance with me?”
Rowan scoffed, turning back to face me fully, his expression unreadable. Then, after a moment, a smirk tugged at his lips.
“Isn’t it clear?” His voice was deep, smooth, laced with amusement.
“I just needed to know if King Darius understood what he had.” His eyes darkened slightly, scanning my face, making my skin prickle with warmth.
“You are a rare gem, Sara. From the moment I saw you, even from afar, I knew that. I just couldn’t resist.”
Heat rushed to my cheeks before I could stop it.
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