(CEDRIC)
"What do you think about setting Jenna free and returning her to the hill countries of Nivea, where she came from?"
Ben stood by the table while I spoke with my fingers playing over the pages of a big old book I had busied myself with before I sent for him.
He appeared to be concentrating hard as he strained his ears to hear my questions.
Perhaps he was taken aback by the fact that I would ask such a ludicrous question. Providing, of course, that he would ever consider a word spoken by his alpha to be absurd.
Ben has my complete faith.
Even though he would not admit it to me, I am aware that he considers me a top priority; however, I was aware that this question sounded ridiculous.
"Emm." He had a hard time speaking clearly.
It's possible he didn't know the appropriate response to drop at my table.
Who would ever think I would forgive a street queen who had killed many of my gladiators in a fight?
