His eyes took on the gentlest light. "Alright, I will not. But, you understand my message right?"

"The only t-thing I understand is that you're touching me willingly. And you're h-hunching in front of me with a d-dirty scarred part of me in your kingly hands. And you're sending me away."

"No part of you is dirty, Vetta. Not to me." Done with her legs, he let them go.

She wiped her tears, staring at her ugly legs. "I can't be Anarieveta ever again. Cone ...