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What was it with tears? Lun would never understand how someone's sad eyes could affect him so much. The way they glistened under the dim yellow light of the street lamp. Slow rivers of sorrow trailing paths on pale cheeks. 

Those cheeks, he had touched and he had kissed. He had felt on his skin and with his dark eyes he followed them. The salty droplets as they curved on his lips, dropped from his chin and landed on the dirty street. 

Paralyzed, that was how he felt when he witnessed Xan cry. Breathing was hard, thinking was even harder and his decision, the one he had taken moments ago seemed to be his biggest mistake. Everything that led to Xan being in pain was a mistake, that was how he felt, he was the bad guy. 

The crown prince sniffled, like a child trying to hold in his tears, his blue eyes staring right into Lun as he rubbed them violently, trying to stop looking so pathetic.