Throne Point Of View.

The moment I stepped into my office and saw her standing there, something inside me locked up so hard it was almost painful.

Aria turned toward me slowly, her dark hair falling in waves around her shoulders, framing her face like she’d stepped out of a dream I should never have had.

The air shifted subtly, carrying her scent the moment the door clicked shut behind me.

My heartbeat kicked once, hard enough that I felt it in my throat. I forced my spine straight, ...