My lips curved faintly and I shrugged to hide how hurt I felt.
“Well, what’s done is done.” I pressed my lips into a straight line and crossed my arms.
Ethan looked at me and he scoffed. “You seem to have forgotten who I am. Maybe watching me march right up to the Bishop and undoing this foolishness of yours would remind you.”
He turned towards the door and I scrambled to step into his path. I spread out my arms. “No, Ethan, you can’t do that.”
Ethan’s gaze raked over me and something carnal flashed in his eyes.
“Remind me, Fiona,” He said roughly, throwing his hands in the air. “Who brought you to the palace in the first place?”
He did not just say that.
The air between us tightened immediately. I straightened and stuck my tongue in my cheek. “I see how it is.” My voice was har
