Ares's gaze never once settled on Lara.
Instead, it was fixed on the four-poster bed standing at the center of the chamber, as though it held a secret only he could see.
Both Princess Zinnia and Erina followed his line of sight before looking back at him.
"He's looking at me... Oh my gosh. Those eyes... I think I'm going to have a heart attack," Erina thought, her pulse fluttering wildly.
Princess Zinnia's lips curved into a radiant smile. There was no doubt in her mind that those mesmerizing obsidian eyes were filled with admiration—for her.
Neither of them realized they had misunderstood.
Ares wasn't truly seeing the room before him.
His eyes were fixed on echoes of another lifetime.
Fragments of memories drifted through his mind like fading dreams.
...The quiet, intimate moments he had shared with Lara.
...The adorable way her cheeks would bloom crimson every time he stole a kiss.
