I lay on the bed, but I wasn't asleep, just there, staring at the furniture. Drevon and I haven't said much to each other since that day. He'd also spent most of his time in his study.
I knew he had much work to do now that he had dissolved his court. But it suddenly felt like there was an invisible wall between us.
I thought I had made my peace with the feelings of want I had for Drevon, but that day showed me how unready I am to open my heart. If there was even a heart to give.
I spent most of my life living in hate and deceit, so I didn't know what love felt like.
I wasn't sure I was capable of loving or even feeling any positive emotions. Gods, I feel so terrible. It felt like my entire body was crumbling, and all I did was let it fall.
"Your Grace?"
"Oh, Osha, what do I do?"
"W-What if you tell him about Prince Damon? Tell him he's bothering you and maybe you can have some peace."
I sat up with a start. "I can't do that because if I do, it proves the whispers are true."
