ZEDKIEL.
Her eyes widened with horror as she shook her head, her heart pounding violently.
"Please no! I'm sorry! I won’t run, don’t h-hurt th-them!"
She seemed to care far more for those who discarded her than they had for her.
I was done with this conversation. Turning away, I stormed out of the room and headed out of my quarters for a little air that was not clouded with her scent. Her rejection was only adding to the burning furnace within me. The truth was, there was something about her that intrigued me from the moment she was unable to look away from me, unlike everyone there at the ball she didn’t even lower her head in respect. But her eyes had held fear just like the rest of them.
Fools.
I walked through the dark stone walls of the castle, my footsteps echoing in the silenc
