Morgana´s POV
Lucian thinks I haven’t noticed.
He believes his silence protects him, that his cold gaze is the same as always. But I know him too well. I can read the subtle changes in his posture, the tension in his jaw when he dwells too much on something he can’t control.
And now, the thing he can’t control is her.
Elise.
I tightened my grip on the glass, squeezing so hard that the crystal let out a warning crack.
Since the meeting, Lucian hasn’t been the same. At first, I thought it was anger, wounded pride, the need to reclaim the dominance Elise stripped from him in seconds. But no. It’s more than that. It’s not just hatred. It’s not just strategy.
It’s desire.
I saw it in his eyes when he spoke about her. Not in the cold words he used to convince me of his plan, but in the w
