Lyra’s POV
“Thank you,” I said to the maid. She brought me food again.
She must be wondering why I’ve been in Elara and Jaxon’s room for more than a week. She knows me as Elara’s friend; I was certain about that. Jaxon said she won’t say anything to Elara and that I have nothing to worry about.
I attempted to break free again by insulting him, but it didn’t go well, and I got grounded. I don’t regret trying to find a way to break free from Jaxon’s shackles even though it didn’t go as I planned in my head.
If I didn’t try to play smart with those words of mine, I wouldn’t still be here now. The other night that I tried to leave in the middle of the night, it skipped my mind that Jaxon had guards, a lot of them. They didn’t let me out of the mansion.
“Where are you off to?”
The head of
