Alpha Liandria;
"You've not been eating." Wilhelm finally breaks the silence, and I look up at him.
The silence makes him look up at me, and I avoid his gaze.
"You expect me to eat that sloppy meal served on brass plates!?" I demand, and he rolls his eyes.
HE ROLLS HIS EYES. AT ME!!
"It's a balanced diet, Liandria. You're refusing to eat good food because it doesn't possess the same grandeur as the junk you're used to eating?" He condemns me like I'm a child, and I glare at him.
"I'm a queen being forced to eat like a commoner!" I scream at him, and his hand, which was moving against the book, stops.
"Queenship is character… not a title." He says coldly as his icy eyes hold me in place, and as difficult as it is, I hold his gaze.
I hate that I can never read him. When he looks at me, I can not tell what he feels.
Does he hate me or not?
If he hates me… I wouldn't still be alive.
Maybe he just needs me… for Rhydian? Or could he, by any chance, care?
