Asher’s pov.
“Is it really the best option for you to hold this meeting here? While Amanda is still around?” Carlos whispers in my ear.
I shrug and slice a little bit out of the pancakes, I eye the Lords and Lady sitting in the other chairs and pretending they’re interested in their breakfast, when really they want answers… who did I mark?
I smirk a little to myself, for once they’re in the dark and I hold all the power here.
“What’s the worst they can do?” I say it loud enough that they can all hear. Their interests are clearly piqued now. Except Tella of course, who continues too much on her breakfast with a serene look on her face.
Carlos chuckles a little, then draws silent when I drop my cutlery and stand up. Then the room falls silent, the eating stops, backs straightens and al
