56 No Children?

"Will you be cursed to enter here?" I asked, gripping his sleeve and frowning.

"Don't worry, Delia, it's just a myth," he said. His handsome face relaxed as he took my clenched hand.

"How can I not be worried?" I shouted at him, but I didn't care.

"Your Highness, please answer my question. It's very important to me."

Kral can't believe I'm saying this, but I am. I don't know why. Perhaps it was the fact that I had dealt with the threat posed by Lancaster with my wits. Perhaps it was the conversation between Catherine and Kral that made me jealous. Perhaps it was the hug that emboldened me.

In short, I held his hand. The powerful joints of his large hands were pressed by me, my hands conveying my body heat to him, and Kral was visibly stunned. His golden pupils under his black hair stared at me with some surprise, a look of surprise and a faint... happiness.

"You don't talk to me like that very often."

Kral struck a funny tone, mixed with incredulity and a chuckle. My face was reflecte