Elena’s POVWell, to be fair, if I weren’t so bold, I wouldn’t even bother to meet her and hide behind Deacon instead.Nonetheless, replying to her in such a remark would only provoke her further. So, instead, I smiled at her and politely replied, “Forgive me, Duchess. I thought I’d change my clothes first before meeting you. After all, I didn’t want to disrespect you by showing up in my casual clothes.”She sneered at me, not believing my words.If looks could kill, I’d be six feet below the ground by now. Her eyes travelled from the tip of my head down to the tip of my toe in a slow manner, judging me with every second of her stare.Her fingertips sliding on the rim of her teacup, eyes not wavering from mine. What surprised me, given her consistent finger, was that it hadn't made the tiny sharp sound performers used to make with their cups, water, and fingertips.After a while of just standing there like an object being stared at and wondering whether to buy or abandon in the aisle,
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