Lydia's POV:
Safe to say, the meeting had gone to s**t. The only bright side of it was Birdie. Seeing her lifted my mood and made me feel better.
Brandon and I returned to his wing late. I noticed he had been quiet the entire meeting, and long after. I glanced at him, and I felt a bit worried.
"Brandon?" I called. He didn't reply. He walked in behind me and closed the door. "What's wrong?"
I can tell he's angry. But for what, that I'm not sure of.
He turned to me. And just like that, I felt a slither of fear down my back. He moved and the distance between us vanished. The next thing I felt was the wall against my back.
"Brandon!" I cried out as pain shot up my head.
"The king." He seethed, his voice full of anger. "This...this is his doing."
Fear clogged my throat. The king?n
