Darius.
My eyes widened, and I hate to say this, but my heart was pounding so much, it made me temporarily nauseous.
And I have never felt this way before in my entire life!
I knew that I should call Leilani to order. That I should make her release Clara, but something about seeing her so in control, so badass and pissed, aroused me in ways that I couldn't dare to think of, which was strange.
It was strange because all I have ever felt towards her before now was a sense of duty. An overwhelming need to keep her powers right under my thumb. I have always seen her as a piece of chess, a puppet which I could play with in my spare time, and at the same time, someone who could bring me one step—or several steps closer to achieving my dreams of sitting on the throne.
My heart did a literal flip when she tilted her hands even higher, causing Clara's head to loll upwards as she groaned; "Spare me, please spare me."
