Junia's pov
"Let me make it right"
I don't know if Ashmaris could understand how I feel but to me, I don't think he could make it right.
Not after everything, He and his father had done a number to me, my father and our people.
No matter how I wanted to scream and shout at him for all that had happened, I couldn't.
He leaned in close, not letting go of my hand and placed a kiss on my lips. He stepped back. "You are not comfortable" he said,
I didn't reply to him, "I am just tired…. the contest and all" I told him.
"I apologized but the contest will soon end. Just one more trial and we will arrive at the winner. Which will be you and you would be crowned the king" Ashmaris said,
"So when I become the Queen, I won't have any choice than to cast a protective spell on your kingdom against the Shadowborns. You always have something to take from me" I told him, I looked up and met his gaze.
His face didn't give anything away, he didn't say anything.
