Chapter 72: The Cute Curious Wolf
Lyria's POV
I did not move.
The knock had settled into the air and then faded, and I stood with my back pressed against the gatehouse wall, saying nothing and hoping, with the particular desperate optimism of someone who knew their hope was entirely unreasonable, that silence would somehow resolve the situation.
It did not.
"I know you are in there," the Duke said pleasantly.
I said nothing.
"You were listening," he continued, with the same unhurried ease. "Which is, I will grant you, entirely understandable given the circumstances. We did stop directly outside your window."
Still nothing from me.
"You may come out," he said. "There is no cause for alarm."
I pressed my lips together.
I weighed my options with the rapid, practical efficiency of someone who did not have a great deal of time to be impractical.
The options were not numerous.
