Seren's P.O.V
With shaky hands, I quickly remove my blood from Roman's and my forehead. My eyes shift to his face, taking in his face full of shock and worry. I can feel my brow knit together in nervousness as to what exactly Roman is thinking of this newfound
knowledge.
His lips finally part. "What....what was that?"
A long sigh leaves my now dry mouth.
"It's thought projection. I can take my memories and outwardly show them to others. Unfortunately, it requires my blood to work."
I can feel my eyes shift down to my hands. Oh goodness! I didn't want to tell him so soon! What if he wants to stay away from me now? What if my father was right and he will use me as a weapon for political gain? I cannot go back to being locked up. All alone in the darkness.
All of these depressing thou
