Chapter TWELVE

Lusia A week later. The sound of the door creaking open woke me up from my thoughts. I blinked twice before gazing at the door where King Dane was standing with a tray of food in his hands. I was baffled by this. He was serving me dinner again. I hadn’t eaten anything since last night. This was the first time I had seen him throughout today and it was sunset. He was dressed in a purple shirt with his sleeves rolled up. His tousled jet-black hair looked glorious but his blue eyes were the same as ever. Cold and hollow. Tch. Those blue eyes knew how to scare me. Every time I looked at him and felt like I was going to finally get closer to him, his blue eyes reminded me of what a ruthless king he was. I couldn't understand why he would choose to serve me dinner every night. He could have called any of his maids to do that. I could tell that he wanted something from me. Last week when he had first served me dinner by himself, he had made me sign off my life to him without a clue. I could n