Bab 83: Poisonous Butterfly (1)

I'm frozen to the spot.

All thoughts have gone blank as I stare back at Soren's rough yet handsome features. My lips part and shut as my mind scrambles to say something, anything. Do something!

But my mind is completely empty. All this time, I'd worked up a script in my head about how I would interact with him, be a badass Princess or something of the sort. Reality is completely different. All I can do is stare at him in shock, like a complete fool.

This is the man who'd thrown those daggers at my head and attempted to kill me in the woods under Deyanira's orders. I was sure of it. Those marks I'd seen confirmed it. I want him to tell me it's not true and that there is a simple explanation for all of this.

I do not.