Damien
She was staring at him. The princess who’d just told him she didn’t care about his crimes anymore was speechless now, repulsed probably. Finally. Damien was not worthy of her, never was. And his confession? It was his greatest sin, the shame that kept him awake at night on the occasions Roan Alexander did not come to him and intimidate him, confuse him with his presence. Damien did not deserve the love of the princess, he did not deserve to give her his loyalty because he was left with no honour. Even the last bit of it slipped away the moment he felt something else than repulsion to the man who’d hurt her so damn bad.
The problem was Damien had no idea how that happened. But he couldn’t stop thinking about him now. And he couldn’t stop thinking of Aneela either. He had no idea wh
