21 Issac

(From Demetrius's Perspective)

She blushed, looking down at her lap. She was looking breath-taking today and now that she was blushing, she looked irresistible. It made me want to tease her even more.

For the first time in my life, I told someone that I could read minds and to my surprise, I did not feel slightly insecure at this. The thought of getting betrayed did not cross my mind not even for once. It was like I knew I could trust her, those eyes that held the world in them seemed to make me trust her, let her know my secrets, and keep her by my side.

I offered her my hand and she took it, still shy as she blushed furiously. I liked seeing her like this. It made me impatient. I had to remind myself again and again that only one day and then she would be mine completely.

Mother chuckled looking at me. She was still treating me like a little boy. No matter what I was, or even if I was a king, to Mother, I was always a little boy, the boy she gave birth and raised.