Her Friend

"Because... I need you to become powerful. So... so that you'll be victorious against your enemies, Your Highness," Tarah stammered, her words faltering as she struggled to articulate her true intentions. She inwardly cursed herself for being unable to express the full extent of her desires - for Prince Ezekiel to successfully kill Devon.

"You didn't answer my question at all, Tarah," Ezekiel interjected, his tone firm as he pressed the issue. "So you willingly risked my safety just so I could become powerful? You're willing to endanger my life knowing this might not work out and could even put me in harm's way?"

Tarah offered him a reassuring smile. "It may not work, but I'm confident it won't endanger your life, Your Majesty," she replied, her voice steady despite her inner turmoil.