Sir Kit looked deep into Princess Eleanor's eyes before pulling her into his arms.
Many emotions were troubling him. But at this moment, all he cared about was giving a blanket of warmth to this lady in his arms. Sir Kit could feel her slender body shivering in his embrace as she tried her best to control her emotions. But what he wanted was for her to lose and express herself. Only then will she not feel so entangled.
"I understand, Princess," Sir Kit smiled as he looked down. His hand caressed her hair gently as though he was trying to smoothen the stray strands out. "You want to become the Empress. But you also do not want Crown Prince Richard to be the Emperor."
Princess Eleanor moved her hand and fisted them on Sir Kit's clothes. Her eyes were filled with tears and she tried hard to control them, but soon they started flowing down. It was a subconscious reaction that she could not control even though she tried hard to.