Lina spun around. The stranger was leaning against the far wall, his arms crossed, his dark eyes gleaming with cold amusement. He had been waiting for her. "I had no choice. She saw me." "And you told her...?" "Nothing. I told her I came to help. She doesn't know anything." The stranger smiled. It was a slow, dangerous thing. "Good. Because if she finds out the truth, if she learns what you really did, it won't be me you need to fear. It will be her." Lina's blood ran cold. "I know." "Do you? Because you seem to be struggling, Lina. Struggling with your guilt. Struggling with your loyalties." He pushed off the wall and stepped closer. "Let me make this simple. You work for the King now. You do as you're told. And if you ever think about confessing to Aria, remember, your son would take the blow. And the King's mercy has limits." The words settled over her like a shroud. "I've already done everything you asked," Lina said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I handed the pup ov
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