Chapter 119. Intoxicating

However, it was not what she expected. These people truly adored their Emperor; as far as they were concerned, he was a God amongst men and beings. He was like a savior, always a do-gooder, which stirred something in Aakifahlynn.

She considered letting her guard down, giving Demarion a break, and stopping fighting him at every turn. However, that would take some time, and she does not see that happening right away.

"Mind if I accompany you to your room?" Demarion was suddenly upon her as her feet landed on the first stair to leave the ballroom.

She met his gaze and nodded, indicating that she was okay with his company. She didn't have the energy to fight him anymore, at least not at this moment, as her mind grappled with all she had discovered.

As they strolled along the corridor, it felt reminiscent of the first night he had escorted her to the room. There was the same uncomfortable silence, but the tension between them was at its peak-almost tangible.