Mira's POV
It happened over something stupid. That was almost the worst part.
We were in his study, the usual evening arrangement, reports scattered between us, and I was complaining, half-joking, about the way he always left his ink pot uncapped, threatening to ruin something important the moment anyone brushed too close to it.
"You did the exact same thing with the blue one," I said, reaching over to cap it myself before disaster struck. "Remember? Knocked it straight onto the Hendricks agreement. You spent an hour trying to blot it out before giving up and just rewriting the whole page."
Rowan went very still.
I kept talking for another few seconds before I noticed, still riffling through the stack in front of me, and when I finally looked up, something in his expression made the r
