I shook my head slowly, trying to calm the knot in my chest. My gaze met Elaris's, and I couldn't help but notice how small and fragile he seemed in that moment.
Despite everything he'd been through. There was a vulnerability in his eyes that made me want to steady him, to make him feel safe.
I reached out, taking his hands in mine. I held them firmly, but with care, letting him feel my presence.
"Don't worry," I said, trying to keep my voice steady, though my own pulse thumped in my ears. "You can travel with us. And… for your confession, I accept. But know this," I added, tightening my grip slightly, "you will be mine, Elaris."
His lips trembled, and I saw tears welling in his eyes, glinting even in the fading light.
He struggled to keep his composure, his small hands clutching mine almost desperately.
"Yes… yes," he whispered, barely audible, his gaze locked on mine. "You don't need to worry. I… I don't like women at all."
