Rebecca's POV Rhys looked freshly scrubbed from the barracks, his blond hair damp, eyes bright and sharp in the morning light. His armor gleamed beneath a navy cloak, and his expression— His expression shattered something in my chest. “Becca,” Rhys said, voice soft. “Are you all right?” I nodded, but it came out like a wobble. “Yes. I’m—fine.” Rhys shot a look past me to Gideon, who remained by the hearth, calm as a glacier. “I came to see her,” Rhys said. Not a question. A challenge. “She’s here,” Gideon replied evenly. “You’ve seen her.” Rhys took a step forward, his jaw tight. “I’d like to speak to her. Alone.” Gideon’s eyes narrowed. “That’s not how things work anymore.” “Funny,” Rhys said, coldly. “She didn’t seem like your fiancée two nights ago.” The air crackled. I shot out of my seat. “Okay! Okay. No need for sword-measuring at breakfast.” Rhys blinked, then laughed—but it didn’t reach his eyes. “Right. Sorry.” He softened a little when he looked at me. “I just… I
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-07-24 Baca selengkapnya