"As you command milady." Isaiah said as he struggled to maintain her gaze his mind constantly telling him how wrong this was, but he couldn't look away."I'm so sorr-"He lost his voice when he felt her lips, even a kiss so small had made him feel happy like she was his if only for the moment just like when he had first met her." but...I'm not perfect. If I hadn't acted like a spoiled child and actually fulfilled my promise to you none of this would've happened" He reminded her. He wanted her to hate him, to be angry with him, to push him away anything to make him feel like he could let her go. She was married to a king [i]His[/i] king. The very man he thought of like a brother, who could give her anything she wanted. He was just the lowly knight who couldn't even protect her properly. That was what his head wanted, his heart just wanted to hold her and pretend for a little while.