Evie’s POV
I couldn’t say how long it’s been when I hear the all-too-familiar pounding at Olivia’s door that tells me Ty has finished his little meeting of the nobles. Long enough for Olivia and I to discuss her personal life a bit more, and for me to feel even worse for her than I did before. My opinion of Henry hasn’t changed, necessarily, but his father sounds like a complete prick.
Olivia rises to her feet to get the door, but I lift an easy hand in her direction, stopping her.
“I know who it is,” I explain as I head to the door and open it.
Ty doesn’t spare me so much as a glance before his dark blue eyes search the area behind me. His thick, dark eyebrows narrow further and further as he does so.
“No,” he says when he’s finished, finally settling his gaze on me. “You’re coming
