Chapter 28
An Evening Date.
Elara Winterfell.
“What's going on here…” Natasha asked as she slowly walked down the stairs, her eyes were calm and at the same time stormy as though they were brewing in anger.
“I…” I gulped, about to jump off the couch when Rowan held me down into the couch. My eyes flew wide in surprise. What was he doing? Couldn't he read the room?
Isabel followed behind, keeping her distance from Natasha. There was a glint in her eyes, like she was waiting for something like this to happen.
“I stepped on the broken glass, and…” My eyes trailed down to Rowan, who was concentrating on my leg, acting unfazed.
“Ro?” Natasha called out again, her voice came even softer as she reached the bottom of the stairs heading to where I sat.
“I'm done.” Rowan said coldly to me. “
