Kade
“No, sire… I have my right,” Lina said softly.
Her voice wasn’t shaking, but there was something in it that just got under my skin. It wasn’t loud or bold, but it had this quiet strength that made me clench my teeth. I hate voices like that. Too calm. Too sure. They always hide something—something sharp, something stubborn. And I couldn’t stand it.
She wasn’t crying. She wasn’t yelling. She wasn’t even begging like the others usually did.
She just stood there, looking straight at me with those wide brown eyes. Not blinking. Not backing down. Like she really believed she had a right. Like she thought her little voice mattered in my house.
I didn’t say anything right away. I just stood there, still, letting her words echo in the room. They hung in the air like a bad smell. My finge
