Dante’s POV
We didn't talk after yesterday.
Nyra had this look on her face as she walked away but sincerely I was too speechless to speak.
Disappointment was an understatement.
Nyra was nice… too nice and it was always going to be a personality clash between us.
It didn’t help that we were submitting only until we had her under our grasp.
I could understand her hesitation when it came to what I did at the council meeting, but sparing someone who had just tried to poison her?
That was something else entirely and it was undoubtedly so hard to ignore.
I had barely slept when her call came shortly after sunrise.
I answered on the second ring.
“Nyra.”
There was silence at her end before she finally said, “Come over.”
Her voice was clipped and most people would've thought she sounded
