Killian POV
I had expected her to come.
Marcus's comment had been careless. My silence had been deliberate. I knew which of the two would trouble Vivienne more.
The knock came less than ten minutes after dinner. Sharp and deliberate.
"Come in."
The door opened, and Vivienne stepped inside without waiting for another invitation. Color still lingered in her cheeks, and her arms were folded tightly across her chest.
"You said nothing."
I set down the report I'd been pretending to read.
"I heard him."
"Then why didn't you stop it?"
It was a fair question. I'd asked myself the same thing when Marcus made the comment. I'd felt the familiar urge to silence him with a look and remind everyone at the table exactly who held the authority in that room.
I chose not to.
"Because if I defend
