"The reason why I made you promise not to hate me…" Dahlia started, "...It's because I come from the Kayer Kingdom and my parents were the previous rulers." She looked at him waiting to see his face contort in disgust and hatred but nothing of the sort happened.
"Dahlia, that isn't enough reason for me to hate you at all." Azriel caressed her cheek as he spoke.
"But you're known for your hatred toward the people of Kayer, most especially the royal family."
Azriel's chuckle rang in Dahlia's ear, adding to her confusion. "Sometimes things get blown out of proportion." He inched closer to her to get more comfortable as he spoke, "I admit I'm not in any way fond of the Kayer people but that doesn't mean I hate them all."
"But ever since you became alpha, you secluded yourself from us and refused to take part in any trade with us?"