*MIRA'S POV*
I sat speechless, trying to find the words. UGH! Why hadn't I just gone to bed?
Failing to think up an excuse, I decided to just be honest. I was tired of lying to him anyway.
“He brought me the wine," I answered cooly.
Trae's eyes went dark. “HOW?" he growled.
“I'd imagine he carried it," I remarked, sarcastically.
“Don't be coy, Mirianna…" he snapped. “How did he get to your room when there are strict orders to not allow any visitors?"
“Wait, how do you know my full name?" I wondered. “And more importantly, why are you keeping me locked up in a tower like some lame *ss princess movie if I am not your captor?"
A wave of wreckless anger fueled by mulberry wine began to k****e inside of me.
“Sage told me, but that is beside the point. Answer the question," he hisse
