Lily's face changed immediately. The guilt that had already been sitting inside her became heavier, and her eyes lowered before she could stop herself. "I am sorry, Cixi," she whispered. "I didn't know. I really didn't know it would turn out like this."
Her head hung lower, and from where Zoyar stood, the sight irritated him.
He did not like it. Not. One. Bit.
Cassian already ruled everything around him. Wherever the man stood, people either obeyed, feared, or calculated their words before speaking. People expected that from Cassian. He had built himself that way. But was it necessary for Cixi also to make Lily lower her head like that, even if they were friends and even if the words were spoken without viciousness?
Some things simply should not be done in front of him. And making Lily bow her head was one of them.
