LANDON’S POV
It was not a pleasing sight, the sight before us.
The tension was building up, and it was like ice sprinkled in the air. We felt like claws of ice were placed on our skins as we held our breath in fearful anticipation of what will become of this duo. None of them would agree to bend to the other, that I am sure of.
I could see the heat of rage spike through the luna’s vein when her eyes locked with those of Rich who did not bother to look away from her even for one second, at least to abate this rift.
The ladies moved back in fear, everyone begging Rich with their eyes to give up in this unruly show of power with the Chamlar.
She could get him punished even without having to lift her fingers. He knew better than to refer to her with her name, a name she had worked so hard
