Layla stood before the Duke, looking like a deer caught in the headlight. She wanted to reply to him, but the words she had prepared would not escape her mouth.
It was almost as if she was afraid to say more than she already had.
Seeing her in this condition, the Duke decided that Layla was not much of a threat. He must have been confused when he looked at her. His face looked stressed, but the Duke hid it well behind his mask of blankness.
"If you don't know, then never mind. I will not ask you this stupid question again. Head inside. I do not have any more questions for you. Do not come to this area again, or I will have to punish you for it."
The Duke spoke harshly this time, and Layla took no chances to do anything before walking past the Duke to protect her identity.
Her heart almost lept in her throat as she headed toward the other corridor before deciding that she had played around enough.
