unflattering

Kyle's lips parted, his throat working as his eyes remained unable to look away from her beautiful, enticing gaze.

"Come with me, Kyle," she said, holding his hand and gently pulling him. Her eyes never released their hold on him.

As Kyle stood, seemingly in a trance, her smile widened. "You make me so happy, Kyle," she drawled, her voice growing even more tempting.

Guiding Kyle toward the door, Elijah's voice suddenly rang out. "Wait," he called, his words echoing in the room.

Ignoring him completely, she asked Kyle, without stopping in her tracks, "Your brother can't stop you from coming with me, right, Kyle?"

"Yes," Kyle replied, still seemingly entranced.

"See?" she smiled sweetly. "So, just let your younger brother be, Prince Elijah."

Before Elijah could respond, she disappeared, taking Kyle along with her.