The walk to Cassidy's childhood house is longer than I remember. Or maybe it just feels that way with Aries still simmering in my head, his irritation palpable.
"That woman," he grumbles, referring to Queen Rhoda. "Thinks she can dictate everything, control everyone. She gave up on her own son and now wants to control me? She’s delusional."
I sigh, rubbing my temples as I approach the nicely large stone house on the path to the main gate of the estate "Just let me handle this, Aries."
"You always say that, but I’m still waiting for the day you actually put someone in their place for good."
"Noted," I mutter under my breath.
The door swings open before I can knock. Alma stands there, her light blonde hair pulled back, warm green eyes scanning my face. “Come in, dear.”
The scent of her
