Chapter 29 - Silently Dangerous
Besides, Stavan had a reputation to protect. He wouldn't risk tarnishing that, not in front of an audience. Even if the audience happened to be mere servants.
"Would you enlighten me on your source of humor?" He asked tightly.
"A mere cutlery, Sir Stavan." Ismena waved a dismissive hand in the air. With the threat of him coming any closer gone and the flower petals remaining a lovely shield, her hands were somewhat free again.
"A Knight of your caliber must know the difference. Stavan, the Thirteen. The Lamb of the Knight of Ragma."
Something ticked in his jaws. He wanted to speak, but Ismena was quick to silence him with her words. He would come out of his shocked state soon and by that time, she needed him to be out of this bath chamber.
