•Dahlia•
Hayden and Tyrion walked in side by side, seeming to be engaged in small talk. I couldn’t say they looked like the best of friends, but I could say that they gave the picture of being well-acquainted with each other.
Why? Why would the two of them be on friendly terms? How?
I was a bit dazed as I watched them walk deeper into the room, then separated from each other. Hayden came to my side and gave me a polite smile before settling on the head chair.
I had to regain composure before I led myself to occupy his right hand side. I couldn’t stop myself from looking up to catch Tyrion’s eyes.
They were as icy as I remembered, but today, they were not cold. Instead, the brown of his eyes radiated a warm feeling. I couldn’t compare it to the day we met. It was almost like it was a d
