Chapter 816 Lingering Threads

• She chose not to probe whatever subtext Sebastian had buried beneath the warning. Instead, she gave a perfunctory nod, the gesture little more than a courteous acknowledgment.
• Sebastian pressed on while the iron was still hot, the words rolling out before a heartbeat could slip by. "So, what exactly is your pact with him?"
• He tossed the question as though it weighed nothing, his expression polished into boredom, every feature declaring he could not care less.