Ravena's POV
I turned to Evander, expecting to see understanding or maybe even reassurance. But instead, his face had gone completely still. His jaw was tight, and his eyes suddenly hard.
"What does my mother want?" he asked, his voice sharp enough to startle the servant.
The girl stepped back slightly, her eyes wide with fear. "I... I don't know, Your Highness. She only said it was urgent."
"And she didn't say why?"
"No, Your Highness," the servant stammered. "She just asked me to bring Princess Ravena to her."
“You should have…”
"Evander," I interrupted quietly, reaching out to touch his arm. "It’s fine."
He looked at me, his eyes still hard. "You don't know that."
"I know that you are scaring the poor girl," I teased, nodding towards the servant who looked like she was about to
