"Dorian."
He smiled as he walked toward them.
"The duke and his bed warmer," he said, stopping in front of them. "Holding hands in public. How romantic."
Austin's expression turned colder immediately.
"Dorian."
"Your Grace," he said.
Then his eyes moved to Alina.
"And Miss Ashworth. What a performer you are," he said with amusement. "How convincingly you acted like a woman who just discovered that the man she had feelings for had been hiding her true identity from her."
Alina didn't react. But Austin took a step forward towards him. Alina immediately squeezed his arm gently, holding him back.
"Anyway, let's get to the point," Dorian shrugged. "I'm here to help you but whether you accept it is up to you."
Austin and Alina exchanged a look. They had already discussed Dorian but hadn't expected him to offer help himself.
"But perhaps we should continue this conversation somewhere more private," Dorian said, looking around the castle.
