A Court of Vipers🌑Magnificent Century

SHE LOOKED UP AND INTO HIS FACE, a small frown on her lips as she cupped his face and pulled his face down and pressed her for head against his. Ever so gently, she commanded him to breathe through his anger and think rationally before he moved. Her fingers carded through his hair before she hugged him close and allowed him to hold her tightly against him.

"How is it that you are so calm in the face of danger?" He asked, a miffed tone in his voice as he spoke into her hair.

"Careless parents, my prince. Careless people make careful children."