I Won’t Run Away
There was an awkward silence as Xen's face burned red from Darius gently caressing her cheek with his knuckle.
"Are you feeling better now?" Xen asked, doing her best to avoid his intense gaze. "If so, then let me go so that we can both sit properly."
Darius smirked. "I'd rather not. Besides, this position is so much better," he replied with a sweet, yet melancholic voice. "I feel more relaxed with you in my arms. Let's just rest like this, Xen."
Ignoring her weak protests, the king kept his position, cradling Xen in his arms as he hummed in satisfaction.
It was only then that he remembered. He had almost forgotten about it; the servants he had heard talking about her in their castle. They had mentioned how Xen hated non-human beings, and he had to know...
"Do you hate me?" Darius straightforwardly asked.
Xen partly opened her mouth in deliberation. Waiting for her answer, Darius held his breath until his mate finally gave him an answer.