Xavier's POV
Luca was whistling.
He'd been whistling for nearly an hour now where he was lying across the couch in Poala's study, seeming completely at ease with his newfound self-appointed position of babysitting me.
"I have already chosen to let her go," I assured him.
When he ripped the paper I'd been absently doodling on from my fingers, he saw who I'd been sketching and just muttered, "Yes, I can very much see that."
"You've commanded her to stay away. I have no intentions of approaching her. Why are you still here?"
Luca's tone had a lilt of amusement. "The moment I leave, you'll make a run for her."
"I've decided--"
"Yes, yes, you've decided," he drawled. "At least you can keep your mind at ease with Kai keeping a close watch on her. He'll give you a full report again to
