Damon’s POV
I didn’t believe her, not completely.
Maybe parts of what she said were true. Maybe she really was tired of being locked away, tired of staring at the same walls every single day while the rest of the kingdom continued moving without her. That much I could understand. Even before everything fell apart between us, Elodie had never been the type to quietly accept confinement. She always pushed back. Questioned things. Challenged whatever tried to control her.
It was one of the things that once drew me toward her. Now it was one of the things making me suspicious, because the calmness I’d been seeing lately didn’t fit her.
Not naturally, Elodie wasn’t submissive. She wasn’t obedient and she certainly wasn’t accepting. So why did it suddenly feel like she was waiting instead of
