"Demitrias?" I whisper, almost questioning if I am right as I lightly run my fingers across his stubbled jaw. He looks tired, the dark circles under his eyes telling me that it hasn't been easy for him the last fourteen years. Has he been searching for me all this time?
"So you are remembering." He whispers back with hope in his eyes, his face coming closer to mine. I feel his lips press softly against mine, his blue eyes closing as he pulls me closer. I freeze, unsure how I feel about him kissing me like this and unsure how I feel about him. The man before me is Demitrias - Demi - Trilavantas. Eldest son to Duke Juden Trilavantas and my… my what?
Your betrothed. Something inside me whispers, causing me to pull away in shock, surprising Demitrias as well. Closing my eyes I wince as
