Pia quickly dismissed the servants and shut the doors behind her, giving Radulf and Zenna the privacy they needed.
Radulf was the first to pull away, his breath coming in ragged pants as he stared into Zenna's eyes. The need for air was undeniable, but his need for her burned even stronger. His hands still rested on her waist as if letting go would mean losing her forever.
"If you're going to push me away, do it now," he said, his voice husky with restrained desire after a certain moment. His green eyes gleamed in the morning's light, reflecting the intensity of his emotions.
Zenna met his gaze without hesitation. "I won't stop you."
Radulf narrowed his eyes. "Watch your words," he warned, his fingers tightening slightly.
"Don't play with my mind now," she countered, lightly punching his shoulder in protest.