The Last Dragon King: Kings of Avalier

I didn’t stroke the king like he was a horse! What in the Hades was I thinking?

“I am an idiot. I’m an idiot for liking you!” he yelled back at me, and then looked up at me with a vulnerability I wasn’t prepared for.
His jaw clamped down, but I didn’t regret calling him an idiot. I’d been truthful with him this whole time and he knew it. He stepped closer to me, not backing away, and my body wanted to inch closer to his. Even now, knowing that he decided my fate, I wanted to feel his arms around me.
“I liked you back, dammit!” I screamed, and then before I knew what was happening I rushed forward and pressed my lips to his mouth

His eyes narrowed as if trying to sense a lie.
“Truth,” I said smugly.
That made his nostrils flare.
“Are you an assassin here to kill me?” he asked, and I couldn’t help but laugh. The look on his face wiped the smile from mine.
“No,” I told him honestly.
He frowned, as if frustrated I was telling the truth.
“Is the woman who raised you your real mother?” he suddenly said, and my heart stopped beating for a moment