The intoxicating, cold scent of his dark royal aura washed over her hood. The manticore crest on her neck began to throb with a wild, scorching heat, as if it were begging to respond to its master's presence.
Cassian stopped walking. He turned his handsome head slightly, his golden eyes lingering on the group of cloaked figures standing in the shadow of the bears.
The guard captain quickly scrambled over on his knees, bowing his head to the dirt. "Your Highness! Is there something wrong? Did your tracking sense pick up anything?"
Cassian remained quiet for two agonizing seconds. He slowly raised his large hand, tracing the smooth gold ring on his finger. A slow, dark, and wicked smile touched his lips, though his eyes remained completely cold.
"Is the search airtight, Captain?" Cassian asked, his voice dropping into a dangerous, smooth purr that carried a terrifying chill. The sound sent a violent shiver straight down Lin Wan's spine.
