As he spoke he saw the look on her face. The fear in her eyes. And he had no idea why it made him even more angry. Maybe it was the fact that he could tell what the meaning of those eyes were. She was silently begging him. Begging him not to mention her lover. He could tell, he could just tell that that was what she silently pleaded.
The nerve of the woman. After the almighty stunt she pulled just now, to still want him to hide her secrets!
All eyes were on Neriah, waiting for her to say something, to oppose his words but she said nothing. Her bottom lip was the only one suffering from her silence. It was already bleeding.
"She told me her name was Ria and that she was the personal maid of the princess and that she had been sent by the princess to spy on Prince Barak." Ah may the gods curse those green eyes of hers. Eyes that looked at him desperately. Eyes that clearly hated him but still wanted something from him.
Curse those eyes!
