Chapter 33. A NIGHT WITH THE KING.
When she was done, Lucien withdrew the cup and tried to get up but she clunged to him, her dazed eyes staring at his. "So cold..."
"You're cold?" He asked with a furrowed brow, knowing that the room is not cold at all.
"Your...eyes....they're so cold..." She whispered.
Lucien said nothing, knowing that the woman isn't herself. She was heavily induced on pills and potions, and they have side effects.
He knows that she won't remember any of these in the morning. And so, he just stared at her.
It's the first time he allowed himself to stare at her so upclose. The first time he allowed himself to really look at her.
To see Danika....not Cone's Daughter.
She's beautiful. The knowledge went to his cold heart and whispered on it. Beautiful and so pure-looking.
Like a woman who never saw the rough side of their world. Like a princess.