The car was waiting out front, humming softly like it had been impatient long before we even showed up. I didn’t glance at Raven as we walked down the front steps, though I could hear her boots crunching the gravel beside me, determined and annoyingly close. Matteo stood near the driver’s side, looking between us like he wasn’t sure if he should be worried or entertained. "I’ll drive," he said quickly, sensing the tension. "Good," I muttered. Raven didn’t speak. I turned to her, gesturing toward the passenger door. "Get in." She raised a brow. "Oh, how thoughtful of you, Your Majesty." I said nothing, just narrowed my eyes. She took a step toward the car, and just as I reached for the handle of the back door, she shoved me—shoved me—aside like I was a random obstacle in her way and slid into the passenger seat with all the smug satisfaction of someone who just won a petty war. "Thank you," she said sweetly, batting her lashes at me like I was her damn chauffeur. My jaw
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