Aveline wondered how far Edric would go, because she had already shown him what she would do to protect Hamilton, and yet, he was pushing her.
Then again, he was offering her a place to stay.
"He's mine."
Edric's gaze didn't waver. If anything, it sharpened, not just at her words, but at how she said them. Her words were possessive, certain, and unyielding.
Interesting. Very interesting.
"I see," he murmured.
But the faint glint in his eyes said otherwise. He saw more than she realized. And that only deepened his interest.
Behind her, Kael exhaled quietly, already sensing where this was going—and not liking it at all.
Because the moment his father stopped resisting something… Was the moment he started wanting to understand it.
And she…
Could she be understood?
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Aveline was shown to her room, and there was nothing she could complain about.
