---- Twas numb Taking in the sight and that''s when I see even his eyes were gauzed out and something wasying there ina pool...


    dripping in blood.


    His...


    that part...


    Tlook up at Damian to find him standing there, not even breathing heavily.


    Hs eyes fixated at mine in an intense stare.


    He was looking infuriated His fists were clenching and unclenching.


    A nerve on his forehead was ticking.


    And without another word I just hug his jacket tighter around myself and walk past him.


    The hallways had a simr sight...


    all the men were dead and the cells were empty.


    The woman had been rescued I step out to find myself in some underground dungeon in the middle of the forest.


    Our carriage was ---- ee = there, our coachman stood beside it...


    waiting for us.


    And without another word I get inside it and hug myself.


    I continue to sit there for some time.


    He wasn''t back yet And then I catch the woman I met in the cell looking at me through my carriage window.


    They all were clothed, given food and were getting treated.


    I suppose Damian arranged all this.


    They waved at me, mouthing me a thank you and T softly smiled at them to nod The door clicks open and I let the curtains of the carriage fall.


    Tightening my grip on his jacket I fold my legs to look away.


    I wonder how he even found me? This ce looks far away from the city centre.


    Last I remember we had a fight and he revealed to me his true face.


    The Kings title is all cares about.


    His huge frame couldn''t be ignored ---- He settles on the seat opposite me and I see that he has changed into fresh clothes.


    He was looking like he stepped out of a shower and didn''t just ughter a dozen of Crets single- handedly.


    Are you hurt? That''s the first thing he asks and I bite my lip to not say anything.


    ---- eee = Chapter 262 He doesn''t need to show fake concern, I am sure he did this just to be in dads good books.


    He will unt his heroic tale as to how he saved the helpless princess and made her reach home safely.


    Trust me when I say I have never felt so defeated before.


    I never needed someone to save me.


    I was ashamed of myself.


    I failed dad.


    His training, all that he has ever taught me.


    I was more angry at myself than at him.


    How can I lose to that bastard? How can I be rendered so useless that I needed someone to save me? Zariyan.


    I asked you something.


    The nerves on his forearms were showing.


    He was