Darius stepped forward. “Enough.”
My eyes moved to him.
The word had not been loud.
It still landed poorly.
Not because he had no right to control his training field.
Because he had chosen that moment to use the authority he had kept folded in his pocket while Vivienne tested the ground around me.
“Enough?” I repeated.
His jaw flexed.
Sebastian’s gaze sharpened.
Lady Odessa went still.
Darius seemed to realize too late that the field had changed.
Vivienne noticed too.
Her mouth softened, almost pleased.
That irritated me more than Darius’ tone.
I turned away from the pavilion and stepped onto the training field.
Darius’ eyes followed me.
“Sarai.”
I ignored him.
Marcus straightened as I approached.
“Lady Sarai,” he said carefully.
I smiled. “Marcus, correct?”
“Yes, my l
