My words were met with complete silence with the tension in the air rising with every passing moment.
I thought my words would enrage Damian, making him resort to the use of force or try to insult me in some way, but... neither of that happened as the duke simply stared at me, his mind processing everything within its small frame.
"Arrogance... you truly are a Frost... their arrogance runs deep within you."
Being compared to the Frosts didn't sit well with me, but it wasn't something to be offended over either.
I stood at the same place without moving an inch, waiting for the duke to express his true opinion.
His courage and the guts to take the risk would decide whether he would be given the chance to become my pawn and flourish in the greater game on the board.
"One... tell me one reason as to why I should believe you aren't acting on the interests of the Frosts or the Veltran royal family to trap me in the game of my demise."
That... was a valid point put forth by the duke.
