Chapter 85
- "So... that's how you both met," Thalira murmured airily.
- Morvienne offered a gentle, composed smile. "Yes."
- Thalira didn't look away. Instead, her gaze drifted, slow and calculating, as if she were appraising a piece of furniture that didn't quite fit the room. A small, tight crease formed between her brows. "You don't seem like his usual type, though."