DAXTON
Relief crashed into me so hard, my knees felt weak even while I sat there in my chair. I'd literally been saved by this unexpected situation. What impeccable timing.
"What's your take on this?" I asked Arya, and she frowned.
"Why are you asking me that?"
"I need to know if you still need me to handle this. You were about to reject me after all." The words tasted bitter and revolting.
Arya lowered her head. "If I went ahead to reject you, would you really give me away to him?"
I rose to my feet.
"I can't choose for you."
She looked up at me, a spark of irritation igniting in her eyes. "That's blackmail."
"Look, I don't know what's going on between the both of you, but we need to do something quickly," my brother said, his voice laced with concern.
Arya groaned, her hands ta
