~Nyra Virellion~The footsteps were heavy and slow. I knew right away it was Prince Vaerith standing over me as I stayed curled up on the ground, looking completely pathetic.I quickly wiped the tears from my face, my skin stinging red from how roughly I’d been rubbing at it. “Good evening, Prince Vaerith,” I muttered, already trying to slip away from him. The last thing I wanted was to stay here and let him see me like this especially since he was the one who’d put me in this mess to begin with.“Wait.” His deep voice stopped me cold. My foot froze mid-step, and I slowly turned around, my posture slumping more than it should in front of royalty.*Royalty, my ass.*“May I know the reason behind your tears?” he asked, surprisingly gentle.“No,” I shot back, far more arrogantly than he’d spoken. He raised an eyebrow, but I didn’t care.“May I know why I can’t know the reason, then?” He was really starting to annoy me. I clenched my teeth and finally looked straight up at him, meeting
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