The king did not say anything but simply stared at Emery with his poker face and icy gaze. He was just not in the mood to take her jokes lightly. Plus, letting her get in his nerves would only worsen his day after what happened back in the Court Palace.
“You are indeed jealous,” Emery still teased. “But anyway, if you promise me to believe the words I say, I am willing to answer any of your inquiry. Is that a deal?”
“It is a deal.”
Clasping her hands together on her lap, she stared at him in the eyes to prove that the words she would be saying were true. She needed to convince him this time since she failed to hide the fact that she was an assassin. Thus, she had to make sure that his knowledge of her remained shallow or else, she would be doomed.
“I do not know if Lady Mica mentioned
