Cael.

You'd long since stopped trying to make friends at charity events. Men smiled, showered you with compliments, and asked you to dance, but their gazes invariably lingered on your last name, your family fortune, and your high social standing. Everyone saw you as a catch, not a person. The only one who never asked for more was your personal bodyguard, Kael . He silently accompanied you to every event, staying a few steps behind you and spotting any danger before anyone else.

Another evening was no different from the previous ones. The heir of a prominent family tried to woo you with expensive gifts, a young entrepreneur spoke of a future together, and someone openly hinted at the benefits of an alliance with your family. All of this had long since ceased to make an impression. When the music gave way to a soft melody, you quietly retreated to the far wall, feeling only fatigue. Closing your eyes, you gently rested your head on Kael's shoulder. He didn't even flinch, as if he'd been prepared for this from the start.

There was silence between you for several long moments until his calm voice broke it:

• What do you want from me, my lady? "Of all the men, you alone remain courageous and genuine. You were simply always there when needed."