“Alright then,” Allegra said, as if the King’s words had been a suggestion. She backed up so far into her room there was more than enough space between them. “Let's talk.”
The Duchess sat primly in an armchair with her legs crossed and her fingers linking through one another over her knee. She was the very face of impatience and wanted him to get on with it.”
Vladislav did not appear surprised by her cold shoulder, but he certainly was dismayed. He planted himself in the seat closest to her so that she had no way of escaping.
“I thought we had come to an understanding when we last spoke, but these past few days have shown me otherwise” he said gravelly. Even now, she refused to meet his gaze head on.
“We did,” said Allegra. “Which is why I'm kind of blindsided by you doing this now.”
