DIANA'S POV
"I think we are going to need your men again." I said with a little laugh. Lucian looked at me with worry in his eyes.
"What?"
"Nothing." I raised a brow at him, and just let it slide.
"You'll need a bath. I'll see what I can do to all these. " I pointed to the sitting room.
"I'll have it taken care of."
"Sure." I nodded, while he turned to head to the bathroom. He took three steps and stopped. Before I could blink, I was in his arms.
"You don't need to cover how you feel with little jokes. It's not your fault that Lydia's dead."
I bit my lips as hard as I could and tried to break free of his hug but he held unto me.
"It's okay Diana."
No it's not! It's all staring at us. It's my fault!!
"If you keep biting so hard on your lips, you'll bleed."
"I'm not biting do
