Chapter 284. Silent Mountains

Chantel Aeden Revia

Something in me sorely wants to take his hand and comfort him. He is going to see his father, which cannot be easy for him. He is still wearing his ring, which means nothing because he has to wear it. Even if he doesn't, my initials are tattooed on his neck as a constant reminder.

"My wrist is also inscribed with initials," I admit, looking down at it and stroking the pad of my thumb across the R. When I do this, a smile spreads across my face. When Lexcis sees me doing this, he becomes even more upset.

He clenches his fist, and as he loosens it, I take his hand in mine. The scowl he had deepened, but this time in horror. I stroke my fingers over his hand, hoping to reassure him. Feeling as if it was not enough, I raised his hand to my lips in the same way he did. I absolutely need to stop copying his actions. I brush a few light lips across his skin, whispering something along the lines of, "Everything will be OK." I wi