Celeste breathes in his heady scent of rain and pine wood, his scent thickening as he keeps talking. "Does not matter how much I want you to be mine, you will never be mine. And I do not wish to taint you." He says and the pain he feels inside his chest bleeds into his voice.
She nods her head in tiny jerks, teeth sinking into the plush skin of her bottom lip to prevent it from quivering. She understands him, she can see the pain flicking inside his eyes and she can clearly sense the longing in him to never let her go again, but that is all he can do. And Celeste understands.
"Yeah." She breathes, shutting her eyes close for a second and sucking in some air her burning lungs desperately need before looking up to find his eyes again. "I understand you, my prince." She says, her throat bobbing as she swallows down the rising pain.