Chapter 112. Cat and Mouse

The King noticed the fear registered on Izabella's face. He asked, somewhat perplexed. 

"What? Tell me so I can understand why you looked wary just now." 

"I... I don't think you can kiss me-" 

"I know. We should be careful if it's a spell that made me forget you. But do you want me to?" 

Izabella stared at his hooded eyes. She was never so fascinated watching someone breathe before, but a dip repeatedly appeared at the base of his neck as he inhaled. It disappeared when he pushed the next breath out, and she counted that motion nine times before he spoke. 

"Isabella, do you?" He only said three words, low and breathy, and she knew it was because he didn't trust himself with more than that. 

In a rush of emotion, she willingly hugged the man. She could feel his shock and the motion of his body in her actions. 

"Dreksil..." She said, feeling his gentle breathing as if sensing what she would do next. "I've longed to