Done from his father's chambers, Czar returned to the room and found Masha still asleep.
He stood in front of the bed and gave her a long, undefined stare. For one, he couldn't comprehend why he felt so bittered seeing her like that. A few weeks ago, it would have meant nothing to him. Even if he had stepped in and found her covered in blood, he'd have walked away without batting a lid.
But this—he couldn't comprehend why he couldn't let go of this. It should mean nothing to him.
He was right there, lost in thought, when he heard a knock on the door. He c****d his head and turned around to check who it was, and opening it, it turned out to be Torak.
Instantly, Czar felt a sudden heat of anger spread through him. His eyes shimmered with resentment as he stared coldly at Torak, who seeme
