Thalia
I kept my expression steady as I waited for him to speak.
For a moment, all I could hear was the silence between us.
Then he finally moved.
“So, you truly weren’t sent by your father?” he asked, one brow lifting slightly.
I slowed my breathing, forcing my face into something colder.
Do what Raleigh would do.
I shrugged lightly. “Does it hurt your ego?”
His jaw tightened, and I had to fight the urge to smile.
I relaxed on the chair, raising a brow, pretending it didn’t matter.
“Whatever deal you made with my father has nothing to do with me,” I said.
His expression darkened slightly as he stepped closer.
I didn’t move.
Fear crawled up my spine, but I kept it off my face.
“So?” he murmured. “What exactly makes you think you get a choice in this?”
I forced a small smi
