Bound To His Obsession
He reached up, his gloved fingers lightly touching the edge of the tiara, then sliding down to cup my face gently, as if I was made of glass.
“Remember what we discussed,” he said, his voice low and serious, bringing me back to the mission. “Let him speak. Let him show his true colors to everyone. Let him expose his own hatred and his own lies. Do not interrupt. Do not defend yourself. Let the truth hang in the air. We hold the history, Riah. We hold the facts. And tonight… truth is the deadliest weapon we possess.”
I placed my hands over his, leaning into his touch, drawing strength from his solid presence.
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