SAGE POV
We left the room in silence.
Roman didn’t look at me as he walked. His boots echoed on the polished stone floor, every step measured, controlled. I had to hurry to keep up, my heart still rattling in my chest like it hadn’t decided whether to settle or flee.
He hadn’t killed me.
That realization should have calmed me. Instead, it left me light-headed.
When we reached the entrance hall of the grand pack house, a servant was already waiting with our cloaks, head bowed low. Roman took his without a word. I mumbled a stiff thanks before draping mine over my shoulders, fingers fumbling with the fastenings.
Outside, the air was cool and crisp. The carriage was waiting by the path, dark green lacquer gleaming even in the dusk. Roman didn’t speak as he opened the door and gestured f
