CELESTEI made my way to dinner hours later. Edgar was seated with that bastard, Maverick. He turned to look at me as I entered, an evil grin spread across his face like I imagined a fox would smile.“Your Grace. It is lovely to see you.” Maverick bowed low as he stood, his usual black garment catching around the wind coming from the open window.“I can’t see the same, Mavic.” I said dryly.“Maverick, your grace,” he corrected, but I walked past him without a second thought. His presence always made my skin crawl. He looked like he ate bugs as a hobby. Especially with that eerie smile.I wondered why Edgar kept him around. He was far different from him. Edgar, although a royal bastard, was tall, regal, a brute yet elegant.My eyes locked with Edgar as I made my way to my usual seat by his side, and I swallowed. Soon, I would be in his bed.The idea made me antsy, but I knew it was something I had to do. I offered a smile, but he didn’t return it. It was almost like he was staring thro
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