>>Aelin
It took a fraction of second for my heart start racing like crazy
"You're burning up," he said, his voice dipping even softer. "Are you getting a fever?"
My breath caught in my throat as I stiffened and quickly shook my head—too quickly, probably.
"No!" I blurted, and then bit the inside of my cheek for being so loud. I lowered my eyes again. "I-I'm fine…"
Draegon looked uncertain, like he didn't quite believe me, but his hand fell away slowly, respectfully. Still, I missed the warmth the moment it was gone. I wanted him to touch me again. I wanted him to stay close, to never leave. And that terrified me.
To fall in love… Was that ever a part of the plan? I wanted him to be with me, to stand by me, to protect me and act as a husband… but the love part… I didn't really think about it like this before.
There was always so much going on…
"I'm sorry," he said quietly, "I know you must've heard us speaking… back in the council chamber."
I froze.
