"Princess....?"
She had never heard his voice so broken. She never heard his voice tremble and it never made her heart tighten so painfully. Finally she looked at him, her green eyes settling on the standing form that was slowly approaching her. She picked herself up the best she could, leaning against the pillar while trying to comprehend and understand the emotions that swirled inside her mind.
He looked tired. Wrecked. Like he hadn't slept for days. His eyes were glossy, squinted in a hurt expression that had her own tears welling up. Would someone who merely saw her as an object make that face? She highly doubted it. In this situation, if she didn't know and he didn't care for her in the slightest, she wouldn't see the pain in those beautiful, steel eyes. She wouldn't feel like it's
