"It's okay, Belladonna. Nothing is wrong with you." Logan comforted her till her body stopped shaking from her sobs, and she quietened down. A few minutes passed with him just holding her as they sat under a tree and its leaves blocking out a bit of the moon's gleam from them. His arms around her bare waist, her naked front pressed against his clothed one with her head resting on his chest. His white shirt was now visibly stained with dirt from the ground, which was a rare sight for the Crowned Prince, who liked to keep his attire groomed.
It was a peaceful and quiet night out there with just them two distant from the crowded Palace. He wasn't sure how long they'd been there, so it was hard to tell if their guests would still be around or gone.
It was hard having a quiet time alone with
