the last person who had been able to do so consistently.
“Why are you still awake?” He thought and asked simultaneously in Eveon. “It’s after midnight.”
She shrugged, holding his gaze in the semi-darkness. “I couldn’t sleep. What about you?”
“I’m still accustomed to living on only three hours of rest,” he answered. “I also heard you down here.”
“Was I being too loud?” She was speaking in Eveon as well. It felt so good to use it with someone other than Legann, even though Sazx’s accent was strange to her. Her ears needed a little more time to adjust to his tones.
He shook his head. “I heard your chair creak.”
“You’re such a soldier.” She laughed softly.
Sazx was quiet for a moment, his thoughts only showing a picture of Olinia in front of him. Then, he whispered, “Princess, I feel like our conversation this morning was cut short.”
She winced. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have run off like that.”
He nodded once, acknowledging her apology. “My question is why did you run off?”
“I-” She stopped. What could she really tell him? Technically, he was still a stranger to her.
Olinia frowned, recalling the day she had first met him. He had been gray then, wearing the ashen skin of a Nagreth. At the time, he found her a nuisance, but that was before he discovered who she was. Releasing a sigh, Olinia pressed one hand to her forehead, allowing her cool fingertips to glide over the smooth skin of her face.
Princess, Sazx prodded silently.
She let out a short laugh. “Sorry. It’s just that Legann and I have been stuck here for over a year and a half. But come to find out it’s only been a few hours for everyone I knew.” She pulled a face. “What you told me was a little hard to take in at first. I needed some time to process it.”
“Understandably so,” he remarked. “Yet, I feel like there’s more to why you left.”
“It’s not important.” She returned her gaze to the rain, while Sazx contemplated pushing her further. He was too polite though to pry.
The regard he had for those of High Royalty was impressive. That was really what had deterred him from his life as a Nagreth. Yet, Olinia still did not fully understand his choice. To simply desert all he knew over a title seemed a little far-fetched. It was such an extreme change.
“You look confused.”
She turned back to him, surprised that he was watching her so intently. “I guess I am a little.”
“Why?”
“I’m wondering why you left the Nagreth. I know you said it was because of my right to rule, but it had to have been more complicated than that. You were a very powerful man.” She paused. “I’m not saying it wasn’t a good choice. I’m just not sure why you decided to switch sides after I told you to. Why right then?”
Sazx sat back in his chair, watching her while his mind remained thoughtless. Olinia didn’t care to force herself past his mental barriers. She wanted to have him tell her. She was so sick of discovering everyone’s secrets on her own. It felt good to have a normal conversation with someone for once. After another moment, Sazx said, “I’d supposed you had already discerned the reason on your own.”
She shook her head. “No, you do a decent job at masking your thoughts from me for the most part. I can’t hear everything you think.”
He nodded once. Then, “Olinia, you are the reason I changed.”
“Me?”
“Yes.” He leaned forward, brushing back strands of her hair that had fallen across her forehead “That night you came to kill me, you opened my eyes to your character. You were exquisite. You came to eliminate the men standing in your way, and yet you hesitated over the pale Nagreth.” He cradled her neck with his hand. “You say I switched sides, but I merely shifted my loyalty and my affections, to the rightful heir of the Other Worlds. From that moment you spared my life, I knew I could never harm you.”
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