Eve
The first question that came to mind when the priestess rose like she had just seen a ghost was—Who the hell is this woman?
Fear crawled over my skin, goosebumps rising everywhere, but I forced my face to stay neutral. There was something sharp about the way she looked at me, like she was peeling back layers I had carefully built. Could she sense why I was really here?
A chill ran down my spine.
The way she stared at me unsettled me. It felt like a warning.
I needed to stay calm, act normal. If I overreacted, Axel would notice. He wasn’t stupid. He would start piecing things together, and there was no way in hell he’d let me off easily.
Axel was ruthless.
And if the priestess warned him that I was a threat… I didn’t doubt he’d get rid of me.
"The King is right, my priestess," I said smoothly. "I’m a cook who was recommended for the job by someone the King trusts. I’m not mysterious, I assure you."
She tilted her head, still watching me too closely.
"Interesting. And why did you l
