Anna's breath hitched in her throat as those words rolled off his tongue and settled in between them. Did he mean that? Despite that, the omega kept her eyes focused on her hands over her chest, trying not to blush again. The King had been nothing but sweet and kind to her ever since his rut started. Maybe it's the effect of his biology, or he genuinely wanted to know her. She chose to believe the latter.
"Mimi and I stuck together, somehow made it through the winter, and the next, and the one after that. We did not have a choice but get on with it and act we were fine all along."
The omega tried not to sound apologetic about it. And Anna was not ashamed of who she was and what she did to survive. They both did quite well, considering where they were just a few years ago, a time she did
