"You risked your life for me because you were curious?" I asked doubtfully. "You want the truth?" He smiled at me, and there was something sincere and sweet underlying. "I do trust you.I just don't know why I do,and I don't know why you've been helping me." More than that,it didn't matter what feelings I might be having for him.He was leaving today, and I would probably never see him again. The growing connection I felt with him unnerved me, but I didn't want him to see that. When he wasn't trying so hard to be devilishly handsome, he actually was. Even his eyes, which still held their usual veil of playfulness, had something deeper brewing underneath. He'd never called me by my name before, and the underlying affection underneath it startled me. "I never said you did anything terrible." So what terrible crimes have I committed against you, Princess?" I've even been good because you told me to be. And since I came here,I've done nothing to you. Then,when you were coughing up blood, I sent for the Queen to help you. "Because I remember Kyra kidnapping you,and me preventing her from pummeling you to death. "You still kidnapped me!" I said dubiously. "And I've never done anything bad to you." "I've never said a nice word about my father," Loki said quickly. "You kidnapped me, and your father was a traitor." "I wouldn't have married her anyway," Loki shrugged. "You were all set to marry a woman ten years older than you before the King stole her away." “What do you know of love or marriage?" I asked.
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