Chapter 69

He looks up, a pair of midnight blue eyes meeting mine. I heard his mate is beautiful, a great piano player, and a sweetheart. Yet we all put on a mask. "I was wondering if I could ask you a question regarding a name? I do not know if you would know this female." He shakes his head. "I don't mind. What's her name?" "How long have you known the King?" I ask, watching as he raises an eyebrow. He turns his laptop off. "Eight years." "Did you....did you know the name of his mate? The one before me? The one he ended up rejecting?" I've done it. I've pushed away common sense. I've allowed myself to dig my grave deeper. "Didn't he tell you?" I nod to signal yes. "Did you believe his answer? Because trust is one hell of a thing in relationships." There's the trust speech again. The trust speech about how I should trust this person before I