I didn’t move when the door opened, but I did look around one last time to make sure that everything was in its place. Thomas paused in the doorway as his gaze immediately landed on me. He looked surprised.
“Liora,” he said softly. Then I watched as his gaze swept over the room. Thomas frowned as he looked back at me.
“Thomas,” I murmured, unsure of what to say. How was I supposed to explain this situation to him? He didn’t draw a weapon. He didn’t call for guards. He smiled a small, civilized smile and closed the door with an easy click.
“To what do I owe the honor?” he asked. I took a deep breath. I would have to lie. I had no other choice.
“Parley,” I said. “Your riders at our gate. You asked for it,”
“Did I,” he mused. He circled the desk, not touching anything, hands clasped b
