“Amazing,” I said.
He grunted.
“Don't tell me you have no feelings about food either,” I said.
“I enjoy eating very much.”
“See? So you do have emotions.”
He stopped eating to look at me. “You are getting very personal, Sebastian.”
“Well, if you're so indifferent, you shouldn't care.” I scooped some food into my mouth, groaned, then grinned. “Do you care?”
“I have no love in me,” he said. “That is the emotion I don't feel. I tend to be indifferent about other things because of my lack of love. Everything else . . .”
“Just doesn't matter as much without love?” I whispered.
“Yes. I think that's it.” The Dragon King lifted a brow at me. “I assume you've heard my story.”
“I'll tell you exactly what I've heard, and then you can tell me if it's your story or if it's a bunch of crap. Deal?”
He blinked. “Agreed.”
“So, I've heard that you lost your mate and to survive, you stopped feeling things, cut yourself off from your emotions. I wasn't told how. I got the impression that isn't known.”
“Your impression is correct.”
“But it's easier to tell a stranger that sort of thing, isn't it?”
“Is it?”
“Sure. I won't be here forever. You can tell me, and it will leave with me.”
“And spread across Serai.”
“Hardly,” I huffed. “No one will care or even believe me. I'm just some human.”
He grunted.
“So, did you cut out your heart?”
The King made a choking sound and spun to face me. “What?”
“I was told that it seemed as if you had torn out your heart. They didn't say that's what you did, but I'll bet it's one of the rumors. I'll bet there are a lot of rumors circulating about you. A lot of guesses. Why don't you tell me the truth?”
“They are not guessing.” He looked away. “They have guessed.”
“Interesting. So they know?”
“I did not say they guessed the truth. Only that there is one guess that most believe is the truth.”
“So what is the truth?”
“Mine.”
“Got it,” I said. “You don't want to talk about your feelings. Or your lack of feelings. That's not exactly unheard of for a guy.” I snorted a laugh.
He just stared at me.
