_Alina's POV_
I felt a gentle touch on my lips. I expected to feel the warmth of Alaric's lips but I was surprised by the sensation of a soft, brushing movement instead. It was tender and intimate, yet not what I had anticipated. Confused, I opened my eyes to see Alaric’s teasing smile. Realizing I might have misunderstood something, a mix of embarrassment and annoyance washed over me. My cheeks flushed slightly as I glared at Alaric.
“Why are you playing tricks on me?” I demanded, trying to regain some composure.
Alaric spread his hands innocently. “I wasn’t playing tricks. I was just wiping away some food residue from the corner of your mouth. I had no idea you would think otherwise.”
Mortified, I decided to ignore him, turning my attention back to my meal. My reaction seem
