Rion’s POV
I left the room after one last look at her, her words still ringing in my head.
‘Don’t worry. The king will make a complete fool out of himself today.’
She had said it with that stubborn fire in her eyes, and I believed her.
I had kissed her…hard, deep, pouring everything I couldn’t say and couldn’t describe into it.
She had responded like she was starving for me, fingers curling into my shirt, body pressing closer.
The memory made my fingers trace my lips as I walked down the corridor, a small, private thrill running through me.
My mate. Finally, my mate saw me. She chose me over that bastard. Even if everything else went to hell, even if I died the way I had always known I would, I would die a satisfied man.
That was enough.
Sophia’s sharp voice cut through my tho
