Neron's fiery melted fire bored into mine with confusion. His grip on my hand loosened as his eyebrows furrowed at my question. My shivering frame drew his attention and he stepped away, removing his cloak and draped it around my cold body. His nature scent engulfed me and I swallowed the urge of worshiping him.
He grasped the hood of his cloak, pulling me towards him, leaving only an inch amid us. I could smell him so distinctly and he smelt divine. The warmness he radiated was way mightier than the harsh coldness of Hell.
"What are you talking about? I never lied to you."
He spoke softly yet with authority, sending a tremor down my body and I gulped when he leaned closer, his nose tracing the cold skin of my neck. I sucked in a breath and held on to his bicep.
"You lied to me that
