Chapter 39The river had always been mine. It was the one place in the palace grounds where silence felt real. No expectations. No watching eyes. No need to be careful with every word, every step. Just water, wind, and breath. Today, it felt like something else entirely. Because he was here. I did not turn when I heard him approach. I did not need to. The sound of his steps was steady, unhurried, like he had already decided this moment belonged to him. It annoyed me that he walked like that. As if nothing could challenge him. As if no space was ever off limits. Gravel shifted lightly behind me. Closer. “You leave quickly,” Aaron said. His voice was lower than usual. Not loud. Not playful. Just close. I kept my gaze on the water. “You follow too easily.” A breath of quiet amusement reached me. “And yet you didn’t stop me.” That was enough. I turned. The distance between us was wrong. Too small. At some point, while I had been refusing to look at him, he had stepped
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