I pulled my hand away and walked to the edge of the lake, turning my back on him to hide my irritation. "What do you want?"
"Amelia, I'm sorry. It's my fault. Damien's power is too great for me to overcome," he said, his voice tinged with pain. I wanted to scoff but kept my cool.
"Is that so? What's your plan?"
"You need to steal Damien's military plans. If he suffers a defeat, the king will strip him of his power, and no one will stand in our way. You'll finally be able to live the life you want."
I bit my lip, watching a snowflake melt in my hand as I faced his eager gaze.
"But do you realize this could lead to Arcanthia's downfall? Tristan, do you really care about me?"
