"Neveah." King Jian acknowledged, his voice a low rumble, further deepening his already deep baritone.
Neveah pursed her lips, expecting to be confronted with unsolicited sympathy which was all she had been on the receiving end of recently, that was if the Dragon King could even muster the feeling.
Neveah hoped not, she had received enough pitiful looks to last her through a third lifetime and then some.
King Jian said nothing more for a heartbeat and then he turned around so he now faced Neveah and stared right at her.
But Neveah did not meet his gaze, she kept her attention fixed on everything else that was not him until King Jian made a direct demand.
"Look at me, Neveah." King Jian's words did not give any room for a contrary opinion.
Neveah lifted her gaze, meeting King Jian's eyes as he wanted.
What she found in them was not what she had expected at all, it was neither sympathy, nor his usual cold and emotionless look.
