Adrian P. O. V

The Next Morning

“You can call me Adrian Devonsol, second son of the Blood Royals and Sacred Guardian of the Lunar Throne." I grinned, my head resting on my clasped hands, with one leg crossed over the other.

“No way.” I shook my head, pushing that thought aside. “If I had used that line, she would have definitely found out that I was trying to trick her."

“But then again, it's not my fault she's so gullible”. I chuckled to myself, “She actually believed that spending one night in the cold would be enough to kill me. Just how weak does she think I am?”

But...