Crassus turned his head toward her, his golden eyes glowing faintly with warmth and something deeper—reverence, perhaps. "Yeah," he said quietly. "I did."
She tilted her head, intrigued. "What is it?"
Crassus exhaled, a small smile twitching at his lips. "It's… strange, but I need to tell you. After last night—after we made love—I felt it again. This surge of energy in my chest. Like something ancient and powerful rushed into me."
Estella blinked, raising a brow. "What do you mean?"
"I mean," Crassus said, sitting up slightly and brushing her hair behind her ear, "being connected to you like that... it's more than just emotional or physical. Your bloodline—it's strong, Estella. Royal. And it doesn't just make you stronger. It made me stronger too."
Estella's eyes widened a fraction. "Wait, what?"
