Chapter 83
Ella
My eyes narrowed as Avaken’s Piercing gaze bore down on me, his towering height a decided advantage of his as he peered down his nose because I had been sitting down. Actually, scratch that: he would always have the advantage of height over me. But I steeled myself and reminded myself I was queen and lady of all their asses. There was no cowering to them—they cowered to me.
So, I kept my gaze stern, refusing to dart my eyes around and instead focus on him, conveying as much as I could about how I already was not impressed with him but not quite averse to hearing his opinion on the matter.
I tried not to let it show that his opinion mattered very little to me.
“Why?” The command was very thinly veiled.
To his credit, not even his throat bobbed. Worry shone behind his e
