Ru took cautious steps towards the water, carefully assessing his surroundings. He was seeking something to kill the prince. If he couldn't find it, he'd shove it into the water or drown it with his hands. Of course, if the genies can drown...
The prince trailed closely, observing him with sharp focus. Rather than concentrating on the face hidden by the red silk veil, he found his gaze captivated by the slender silhouette beneath the cashmere fabric and the lively energy radiating from that figure.
As the prince extended his hand to caress the glimmer, the delicate cloth danced playfully and slipped on his skin, exposing Ru's bare shoulder.
Ru froze, feeling the prince's fingers graze his shoulder. The warmth of the touch clashed with the icy dread pooling in his chest. He fought the instinct to recoil, knowing it would only provoke suspicion—or worse.