"I already know everything." Duke Kleo lit up, in a look that was complicated and hard to decipher. His lips were pursed and narrow, with a body that seemed to swell into a giant. "I know everything you might think I don't."
Taking several strides backward, Lyra gulped, feeling death stalking her, through his deadly gaze. Like all the happiness and warmth faded away in an instant, replaced by the darkness that spread in various corners.
She knew this spies problem was not easy to solve. But she also didn't expect it to be this surprising, let alone to involve Baron Jason. 'Even I haven't finished some business with him,' she moaned in her heart, if complaining wasn't sin then she would do it all the time. 'Now what does he want? Isn't holding Tiny enough?'
"Are you thinking about him?" asked Duke Kleo suddenly, snorting between jealousy and anger. "You shouldn't."
