EIRA’S POV
The morning I had been dreading finally came, and trudged down the hallway with heart hammering in my chest. My stomach was a shaking, fluttering mess. I tried to pretend I was calm, but it felt like every student who passed me knew what I had done, that the princes weren’t about to corner me and drag me somewhere private to-
“Eira.”
Lucien’s voice almost made me jump out of my skin.
It was deep, controlled and far too composed.
I turned around slowly, and there he stood, a stoic look on his face. His eyes locked on to me with a chilling intensity that made my throat tighten up. His jaw was clenched so tight, I feared his bones might crack.
But...he didn’t look angry.
He looked shaken, and furious at himself for it.
Beside him was Kellen, leaning one shoulder on the loc
