Chapter 69. In the Prince’s Lair

Anastasia POV

"Well, Anastasia, let's see now how your mate reacts when he finds out where you are," Rowan declares triumphantly, sitting in front of his own computer. The bluish light from the screen casts a unique tone on his bronzed skin, illuminating his cheekbones with an almost spectral glow. His sharp, malicious eyes fixate on the screen as his nimble fingers type rapid commands, his posture exuding unwavering confidence.

I look at him with incredulity and irritation, seated across from him on the couch. The wall with the large window to the palace courtyard now catches the late afternoon sun, casting a soft, warm glow over the room. I observe the birds flying lively and free, causing a pang of envy. My wrists remain in the cold metal handcuffs that tighten around my skin.

"Your attempt will be futile, Prince. King Ethan and I have no bond. And I doubt he would give up something like the Blood Moon Crystal for someone like me," I res