Holding hands was just a pretense.

The real intention was the embrace.

Rosvisser looked at Leon’s large hand, and just as she was about to reach out to take it, Leon grabbed her wrist and pulled her straight into his arms.

The queen, already weak and exhausted, staggered and almost fell directly into Leon’s chest.

Caught off guard, Rosvisser was stunned by the sudden embrace, her entire body freezing in his arms.

Leon held her tightly, his arms wrapped firmly around her slender waist, pulling her close as if she might disappear if he let go for even a second.