Rhea Everwood
The cool evening air bit at my cheeks as I walked away from Sage, whose eyes were burning at the back of my head. The moment Rowan and I were far enough from Sage, Rowan slowed his steps and turned to look at me.
“Rhea. What were you doing in there? With him?”
I sighed, turning to face him. “Rowan, we have been over this. You agreed to stay out of it.”
“Agreed to stay away and not butt in, yes,” he conceded, his hands clenching into fists at his sides. “But I cannot help but butt in when I see you risking yourself like this! You promised me you’d be careful. What if his motives aren’t what they seem? What if he’s trying to manipulate you? Or kill you there?”
My shoulders slumped. He wasn’t wrong to be concerned. The assassination attempt had really made him more consciou
