  &quot;I won't be needing you. I am with my family now.&quot; She said.
  He gave her a faint smile but she had a feeling that he got deeply hurt by her words.
  Why do you always have to be so harsh with your words Klara, she scolded herself.
  &quot;I am really thankful for everything.&quot; She hurried to say. &quot;I never thanked you before. I guess I am not a good person either.&quot;
  He put one hand lightly on her cheek. &quot;You are wonderful, Klara.&quot; This was the second time he said her name and it made her heart flutter.
  She had just a moment ago been scared and confused but now all was forgotten as she looked into his eyes. She didn't want him to go. She wanted him to stay, to hold her and kiss her. Yes, it wouldn't hurt with a kiss.
  Slowly Roshans hand slid to the back of her neck and the other went around her waist. He drew her into his arms, his eyes looking at

  &quot;While I am being nice.&quot; Lucian added.
  One of them dropped his sword because he was shaking to much. &quot;How&hellip;is this&hellip;possible?&quot;
  Lucian narrowed his gaze. &quot;You&hellip;&quot; He began pointing at the guards. &quot;You are the one who burned me? Aren't you?&quot;
  The guard fell on his knees. &quot;I&hellip;I&hellip;I am sorry y..yo..your highness. Please don't kill me.&quot; He stuttered.
  The other guard fell on his knees as well. &quot;Please don't kill me, your highness. I swear my loyalty to you.&quot;
  The first guard shook his head violenty. &quot;Yes me too. I swear my loyalty to you.&quot;
  Pierre stood there confused. His guards just abondened him. Should he run? But to where?
  &quot;I don't need your loyalty but I'll give you a head start.&quot; Lucian said looking amused. &quot;Run as fast as you can because if I catch you, I'll bur

  Unexpectedly a woman stood in the hall, a few feet away from him. Lucian thought he recognized her. Those green eyes, just like last time looked at him with such pain and sadness, it pained him for some odd reason.
  &quot;Lucian.&quot; She called again carefully taking a few steps forward.
  Her gaze fell on his hands and her face twisted. Lucian looked down at his hands. He hadn't realized that his nails had grown and because he fisted his hands they had cut through his palms and blood dripped down creating a pool beneath them. It didn't pain him at all but it seemed to pain her.
  &quot;Who are you?&quot; he asked.
  Somehow he knew who she was. Her long raven black hair that looked just like his,
  Her pale unblemished skin, her sharp nose and those prominent cheekbones and jawline. She looked a lot like him or more correctly he looked her.
  Mother?
  He hoped not. He didn't have 

&quot;I won't be needing you. I am with my family now.&quot; She said.
  He gave her a faint smile but she had a feeling that he got deeply hurt by her words.
  Why do you always have to be so harsh with your words Klara, she scolded herself.
  &quot;I am really thankful for everything.&quot; She hurried to say. &quot;I never thanked you before. I guess I am not a good person either.&quot;
  He put one hand lightly on her cheek. &quot;You are wonderful, Klara.&quot; This was the second time he said her name and it made her heart flutter.
  She had just a moment ago been scared and confused but now all was forgotten as she looked into his eyes. She didn't want him to go. She wanted him to stay, to hold her and kiss her. Yes, it wouldn't hurt with a kiss.
  Slowly Roshans hand slid to the back of her neck and the other went around her waist. He drew her into his arms, his eyes looking at her intensly, taking her breath away. Did he know what she wanted or was this him manipulating 

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