"Marquess Vandran, are you alright?"
Aries broke the stifling silence in the carriage. Right now, they were heading to the Marquess Estate. It had only been yesterday when they all agreed about the plan over breakfast. Surely, those men weren't playing and wouldn't waste time. If not for Abel's dramatic skit, she would've gone yesterday.
"Why wouldn't I?" Dexter inquired, sitting opposite her comfortably. "I should be the one asking you, Lady Aries. Are you alright?"
"What do you mean by that?" she asked, along with an awkward laugh. "Of course I am."
He shrugged. "Being Daniella... Are you fine being my sister?"
"I don't think I should be the one answering that, since she's your sister and I'm simply borrowing her identity." She smiled wearily, peeling her eyes away from him to the window. "Marquess, why did you agree with it?"
