Nora
My heart clenched, almost stopping in my chest. Instinctively, in that split second of tension, I flipped my wrist, slipping the small silver whistle deep into my wide sleeve pocket.
I turned quickly to meet Clyde’s gaze. His anger was palpable, his eyes flashing gold, like a predator fixated on its prey.
"Your Majesty," I spoke before Ace could, my voice deliberately soft with a touch of tremor. "I suddenly felt a bit dizzy... Lord Chambers happened to pass by and offered a hand. I’m sorry for worrying you." I curtsied slightly, playing the frightened fiancée in need of comfort.
Clyde’s gaze was icy, like a needle scanning my face for any sign of deceit, then darting sharply to Ace Chambers, clearly skeptical of my explanation.
Ace had already slipped back into his impeccable bu
