Phoenix||
I moved silently through the castle halls, my heart heavy with guilt. The moonlight cast long shadows, making the familiar corridors feel like a maze of secrets.
As I approached Asher’s room, I hesitated, my hand hovering over the door handle.
I had to be sure he was asleep. His jealousy whenever I spent time with Ares was palpable, and I couldn't risk him following me or trying to stop me. I had to protect him, even if it meant deceiving him.
I pushed the door open a crack and peered inside. Asher lay sprawled across the bed, his breathing deep and even. The sleep aphrodisiac I had secretly administered into his food earlier had done its job.
I felt a pang of guilt twist in my chest. His love language was food, and I had betrayed that trust.
The memory of our meal flashed
