"You tried killing Gwyneth?" He pursed his lips, staring me down. Why did no one see that I could not care less about Gwyneth? I set the place on fire. She happened to be there. I did not put her there. She could have run out like every sane person who sees a fire. Besides, dragons did not burn so easily. Someone would have found her before she inhaled too much smoke.
"I did not."
"You dare lie to me?" He growled. I scowled.
"I set the place on fire. She did not feature in my plans." I pushed away from the wall.
"Mikhail, there is a reason they call you the Devil Prince. Why set fire in the first place?"
"Who cares what they call me?" I liked the way they looked at me now, like I would erupt and ruin them all if they came too close.
Fear.
It made my blood course faster.
"You
