Ezra’s pov
She did well, held her head up high, and had a perfect smile on her face.
But I can tell that she is already tired.
“Have Helene bring dinner to our room. My future wife and I have a few things to make clear.”
I made sure that my tone was cold as I said those words.
She doesn’t want them to know that we are mates.
Which means she also doesn’t want them to know about our other little bond.
It doesn’t have a name yet; we never named it.
But something tells me that she doesn’t want me to help her directly.
She looked at me, and I watched how she frowned.
“Now you want to talk?” she asked, her voice just as cold as mine was.
As I suspected.
She wants it to look like I forced her to come here.
And I understand why there are things both of us know that the world d
