Bab 30: 30:I fancy your blood

~Laith~

"Where is Zephevi?" the question flew out of my lips. My eyes searched for him, yearning for his presence. 

Prince Zephirin is my comfort zone. A safe place for me, the only person that might be able to control the darkness in me. 

A tear streamed down my cheek and hit the skin of my hand. I dropped my eyes down. My eyes went wide for a split second as I took in the black teardrop on my hand. 

I shot my head up, staring at the sky and blinking away the tears. Before they give me away and announce to the world how broken I am. 

The stain was moving from my garments to my insides. A taint on my clothes I can handle. It's easier to explain than darkened eyes and black tears. 

Rhon put a vein over my head. He pulled me by my hand to take me away. My thoughts were running circles in my head. Every thought leads back to the deposed crown prince. The one person in the whole kingdom that made me feel it was okay to be broken. I needed him.