Elara POV
The line between his brows deepened, making my fingers itch with the need to smooth it away. Instead, I answered his question.
“Proving myself.”
“You don’t need to prove yourself to anyone.”
I scoffed. “We both know that’s not true. VINCENT still sees me as the weak, terrified girl I was when I first arrived here. He won’t see anything else until I show him something different. I’m sure he’s not the only one in Penumbra who thinks I should be chained to your bed.”
A faint blush crept up Kaelen’S neck.
“Maybe not exactly chained to your…” I grunted in frustration. “You know what I mean.”
“I could forbid you from going through with this duel.”
“You could try.” I steadily held his gaze.
His scowl deepened. “If you get a scratch on you, Lysander will go into a bloody, snarli
