NARA
He had stared at me for what felt like hours without saying a word. We stood there, his figure towering over mine despite how tall I was. I wasn't some petite little thing. I stood at least six feet tall, but Kaedyr towered over me like a fucking giant.
He looked down at me with an unreadable expression. I suppose I didn't give him the reaction he expected. If he wanted to treat me like an object and act as if we were animals with no human instincts, I wasn't going to fight him about it; it would be pointless.
The sooner I learnt to let go of whatever feelings I had for him in Bellaur, the better for me. Fighting him over his desire for my body wasn't going to change a thing. He can use my body as much as he wants, as long as it benefits my people and allows me to see my parents.
Perhaps he expected me to fight back, that I wouldn't simply agree to his degrading demands.
