And I think he knew it, too.
“Leaving so soon?” he asked as he leaned against the door, blocking my exit.
“Getting some air,” I replied.
“You shouldn’t wander the castle unescorted, Crisanta. Might I join you?”
“If I wanted to warm up maybe,” I said. “Sadly, it’s already too toasty in here for my taste, so I don’t need any extra hot air following me around.”
Chance crossed his arms. He looked more smug than insulted, which perturbed me. I tried to mirror his detached stance. Marie was in trouble and he was blocking my only exit. I needed to terminate this little convo swiftly and the only way to do that was to outmatch him. Verbally, that wouldn’t be hard. If shrewd eloquence was a weapon, I felt sure I could have bested any of the heroes and princes here.
Regrettably, what Chance la
