Falyn Pov
We met almost in the middle of the field, but I made sure to keep some distance from him. Almost immediately, he had his hand raised in between us, as if expecting me to give him my hand for him to kiss in greeting, but I didn’t want to touch him. Every time he touched me I started to doubt everything and I didn’t want to doubt anything, not anymore. I never wanted to doubt Cain ever again. “I need to talk to you, Duke Arlo,” I said stiffly, formally.
His eyes narrowed for a moment and I shivered, a small ounce of the fear I had felt earlier this night was there again, reminding me faintly why I had been so terrified I had fled. While it didn’t make sense to me why I had been that terrified, or why I felt the need to instantly flee when I knew deep down in my mind I was strong
