Amelia was shocked. No one, not even the king dared to talk to him in such a vulgar way. She was sure Cassian would ask his knights to drag the girl to prison and behead her.
She looked at Mary with pity when….
"Yes, tell me what it is?" The words stunned her and her head snapped in the direction of Cassian to make sure she had heard right. He was not killing her? Nor punishing her but even listening to the rude woman in such a tender voice.
She never knew that Cassian could be this tender too. But it was not her illusion. It was really Cassian who was talking to this brazen woman. He was even staring at her with softness in his eyes.
Who in the world was that woman? She stared at Mary agin. Though the girl was pretty, there was nothing extraordinary about her. No matter how much Amelia started, she did not find anything special.
