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The strange and enticing scent stayed around me for a very long time, when King Darius asked that I should be brought to a room where we could have a private discussion. I assumed this was because he heard that I was the Princess, but a part of me secretly wondered if there was more to this than I imagined. There was undeniably a spark there, and I was sure that he had felt it too. It wasn’t just because of how unbelievably attractive he was, or the fact that I felt like melting in his presence. There had to be something deeper there; something meaningful. The guards led me away, against Sebastian’s protest and Cassia’s frown. They seemed to be of the impression that the dragon king meant to harm me in one way or another. But I did not feel even the slightest bit of fear when I was aro