Anna could feel as if she was being buried under the intensity of Serena’s gaze. Her eyes were as red as blood and carried that dangerous predatory glint of demons that made Anna wish she hadn’t looked at her.
Azrael glanced at Serena at the same time and the two of them happened to look at each other. Though his small smile didn’t falter, his eyes turned extremely cold and hostile.
Serena fought a shudder. Her status was nearly as high as him but he looked at her as if he wondered where she got the audacity to question him.
She wanted to take her words back.
But then he let out a small smile, “There simply wasn’t a gem good enough for Anastasia. But rest assured, Lady Serena, we will have the ring soon. I heard you own some exotic mines?”
Serena was at a loss for words. Was he not aware of how her heart felt?
Rafael broke the tension with a small laugh, “I suppose His Grace has already made his decision. Let’s not pause the ball anymore.”
