Eryx, unfazed by the fury directed at him, inclines his head slightly as though acknowledging Alaric's anger but dismissing it all the same. "I would not dare demean her to such a role," he states smoothly, his voice carrying an edge of authority.
Excuse me, Sir, you have already blackmailed me and used me as a pawn!
"Your sister is no pawn." Questionable. "She is a Princess, a formidable woman with an Alpha bloodline, and my equal in every way." Also questionable. "Her presence by my side solidifies trust between our kingdoms."
The weight of Eryx's gaze briefly lingers on me before returning to my brother. My cheeks had grown aflame under that stare more than his words, which I found utterly disbelieving. He was just acting.
Alaric's jaw tightens, his teeth grinding audibly as he takes a step closer to Eryx. "And yet, you propose to 'use' her to solidify a treaty that you should already uphold without demanding more from my family."
