~ Amira ~
Sighing after facing Eden, Amira raked her fingers through her hair. What the hell was up with this chick? Who randomly turns up in the king's wardrobe?
"I'm fine. Now go back. I want to rest," Amira ordered, feeling irritated and wanting to be left alone. Once she was in her room back at the guild, her privacy remained undisturbed.
Amira didn't care if they knocked on her door when she was in her study because she was always plotting and scheming or throwing her daggers at random objects. Once she was in her room, only her cousin or lover could interrupt her. Even that was too much.
Amira was used to time to herself. Having servants and now this she-wolf trying to win Rhys' attention was annoying. Why seek him out? Surely, it was better to chill and enjoy the time
