"Actually... I also have problems."
When she said that, Damon immediately assumed Bessa's problem was that the dream was too big for her, an alchemist who had only ever wished to live out her days as a humble farmer, suddenly asked to shoulder the weight of an empire's propaganda machine.
The intelligence Ivy had provided on her said exactly that. She was truly a quiet and practical woman with modest ambitions. A woman who would find the scale of this plan overwhelming.
He wasn't wrong. But he also wasn't entirely right.
"I... happen to be in love with someone recently," Bessa said.
Damon's eyes widened.
…Love?
Of all things, love again?
Something in his heart stirred.
He didn't expect this at all. Was she saying she could give up the life she had built, but not the man who held her heart?
