That evening, when Mistress Pandra returned to her quarters, she was shocked to find Lyra sitting on the veranda with her sword digging into the floor.
She knew that everything wasn't right with her stay. It was either she had shown up to warn her or drop a message to her. But with the darkened look on Lyra’s face, she didn't need to be told that she had pissed off the King's right-hand woman.
Even though they don't get along, Lyra has always tried her best to respect Pandra because they weren't mates. But whenever Pandra crosses the line, she leaves a cut on her skin as a warning.
She cleared her throat as she approached closer, her palms transfixed on her waist, “Why are you still here? The day's work is over. Shouldn't you be…….”
“I am here to remind you again that Odessa will—for
