Chapter 8: Taking someone’s life isn’t a play
Alora peered at Magnus due to his weird response. "Worst mistake? Why?" she queried.
"Think," Magnus replied.
Alora pursed her lips together and knitted her brows together. She couldn't think of any reason why the Vampire Prince said that to her. She lifted her eyes again. "Why doesn't Your Highness tell me?" she humbly requested.
"Think hard. I have some work outside, so I'll see you later." Magnus rose to his feet, ready to leave when Alora asked him to take her to the chamber, where she was supposed to stay.
"Are you giving an order to me?" Magnus cocked his eyebrow.
Promptly Alora stood up. "No. I don't dare to do that. I requested to Your Highness," she murmured and then forwarded her hand. "I need my blindfold. I'll ask someone else outside to help me," she stated.
Magnus took hold of her hand instead of offering her the blindfold, pulling her closer until she almost brushed against his clothed chest. Her heart raced instantly as her gaze locked with his.
"Was there no one who sought to marry you?" Magnus asked abruptly.
"No. Why does His Highness inquire?" Alora responded.
"Because I have something on my mind," Magnus revealed.
"What is it?" Alora asked, curiosity evident in her voice.