YILENA HOLT POV "I still don't trust you. You know that right?" Helena got out, looking up from the drink in front of her, the suspicion she felt glaring to see."I know." Without asking, I reached across the table, took her glass from her hands, and brought it to my lips. Her eyes followed every movement, narrowing slightly as I took a slow sip before placing it back exactly where it'd been. It was a pointless gesture, really, but one that said more than words ever could. If I intended to betray her, poisoning her drink would've been a stupid way to go about it."You don't have to worry about me stabbing you in the back, Helena," I said quietly, holding her gaze. "Not this time. Especially not when I have something at stake too.""Kaiser?" she asked arching a brow.I nodded, looking down at the table. "I don't know how she knew he meant something to me, Helena, but she has him locked up in her basement. She's threatening to kill him if I don't do what she wants." I looked up slowly,
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