Daciano
It’s been days after i gave Rhea my proposition. I’ve decided to leave her in my private quarters, even after her failed attempt to kill me. I no longer lock her in, and for a few hours a day, she’s allowed to roam the grounds under supervision by a guard of course. I no longer believe she’s going to try to run away, and even if she does, there’s no where she could possibly go that I wouldn’t find her in. She had refused the offer to provide me with an heir immediately, her face scrunching up in distaste as if the mere thought of laying with me was nauseating. I refuse to admit how much that affected me. I haven’t told her she’s my mate, but I doubt it’d make a difference even if she knew.
She hates me, that I’m certain of. It’s very evident in her eyes, in the coldness in her
