“What makes you think I care what my father says? What he’ll do to me?”

A soft laugh leaves his rosy lips as he grasps your hands, his blue eyes boring into yours. But the threat against Arthur’s life replays in your mind, over and over again. His father, threatening him if you didn’t stop pursuing him. If you didn’t break his heart. Arthur’s too innocent to understand why.

“We can run. Far away. I care about nothing else but you.”

He adores his people. He’s just trying to make you feel okay.