Dravina POV
Dashira’s face twisted with fury the moment she laid eyes on me but I couldn't summon the energy to care. Zenovia lingered behind her, uneasy and visibly out of place. She didn’t have the backbone for this kind of confrontation, which told me everything I needed to know this wasn't her idea. It was Dashira’s.
Still, that didn’t mean I planned on going easy on either of them.
“What do you think you’re doing? Have you no respect?” Dashira snapped, her voice sharp with indignation.
I met her glare without flinching. “You're the one storming into someone else's space. Should I have rolled out a red carpet for the intruder?”
Her expression cracked, eyes blazing as she stepped closer. “You’d better watch your tongue, young lady, or else”
“Or else what?” I cut in, my voice calm,
