FIRA'S POV
"King Fire?" Janus walked towards me, encircled his arms on me, the gesture of ownership. "Thank you for coming, your majesty." He bowed to him.
Pyro nodded his head with a blank emotion on his face. "Just want to congratulate the two of you."
The ache ran throughout my chest as he gave us a small smile. It seemed that he was not affected.
Janus looked down at the broken pieces of glass. I bent down to pick it, but he grabbed my hand. "No, let them clean that. You need rest." He looked again at Pyro. "Excuse us." He bowed again at Pyro before guiding me towards our house.
I did not glance at him again. I was scared to know that he had no care for me anymore. I felt the choking in my heart that continued to tighten. Every step passing him was heavy. I felt that there was a part of me that would always be owned by him. Possibly, my heart.