Harassed the Werewolf King
Xenia laid down on the bed with a frown on her face. She still couldn't believe the way she was acting right now. She was annoyed, and yet there was nothing she could do about it. Looking up to the tent's ceiling, she didn't know how long she laid still like that. Sighing and tossing, she tried her best to sleep… but she couldn't.
Instead, she ended up getting consumed by the various thoughts running through her head.
'Is it my pride?' she inwardly thought, trying to justify and interpret her own emotions. She knew she was sulking to herself, stupidly trying to understand how Darius would marry her for the benefit of his kingdom when she didn't really need to.
'You're marrying him for the benefit of your kingdom too, aren't you?' She inwardly echoed back. It was a question in her head that she wasn't quite confident enough to answer yet.