"What do you mean?" August was a bit confused by her statement.
"Ah, I meant Your Highness saved the life of my brothers, so I owe him. I will do whatever he wants me to do. But will it be really risky?" asked Xenia.
He couldn't help but smile. "Of course. I told you that you might lose your head," he asserted.
"Ah, yes." Xenia turned quiet. He noticed she was fiddling with her fingers, clearly nervous.
"Take the night to weigh your decision," August said softly. "I did not save your brothers simply to collect a debt from you. But rest assured, should you agree, I will protect you with my life."
Xenia lifted her head to meet his steady gaze, a strange warmth blooming in her chest at his pledge. She remained silent, contemplating on his suggestion.
As much as her heart urged her to aid him without a second thought, the image of Lara waiting at home stayed her tongue. She had a younger sister relying on her, and she could not afford to make a reckless choice.
