“I knew exactly what you were the moment you arrived in this palace,” Derek sneered. “An easy, small-minded, thirsting thing.”
His voice echoed slightly off the stone walls, though the noise was somewhat offset by the fire burning on the sconces. Derek’s features looked more worn than sinister under the flickering lighting.
“Your projections are easy to spot now that I know what you are too,” I retorted, taking up my skirts to leave.
“You are naive, Iris! I have been kept here without your knowing, and that barbarian Tyrant tells you only now that his lackeys have yet to extract any information from me.”
“I regret that he told me at all seeing as I’ve wasted my time.”
“And you trust him to tell you if your brother were being held here?”
I paused. It was bait. It had to be. Goddess da
