Rory's POV
“Were you eavesdropping the whole time, Indi?” I asked. My voice came out flatter than I intended, the question slicing through the air.
She immediately adjusted her stance, her feet together, hands twisting in front of her. Her eyes darted to the floor like she was counting the grains in the tiles. “No, miss... no, my princess, I… I just came in now,” she stuttered.
I tilted my head at her. “Alright. What are you doing here?” I didn’t soften the question. There was no point in sugar-coating anything not when my patience was already wearing thin.
“Well… I— I came to massage this on you,” Indi replied, holding up a small glass bottle filled with a deep liquid. The light from the window caught on it, making it gleam.
My ears twitched slightly. “Massage?” I repeated, incredul
