Layla.
I could feel something brewing in the air, and it was like a sweet fragrance which was seeping into the rooms of the palace, floating around me and causing me to nearly forget why I was here. And how I had gotten here.
And yet, I pushed it away, not wanting to succumb to these strange feelings that were overcoming me. I felt like Darius was only trying to be nice, but then there was something wicked about him that he kept hidden; a darkness that he was trying to hide from me. I saw it in the way his eyes were hidden behind a veil of coldness, and I could feel it in his prolonged silence. He couldn’t even hide it properly, and I could see the anger coursing through his veins at every given moment.
Maybe that was why he was such a powerful king; because he used his anger to terri
