The stance of the guards further electrified the tension.
They were indeed not subservient to the Thornhills and could not care less about their status.
Lucian said he would ensure we had sufficient guards, but I don't think he would have this many.
What exactly was he expecting? A turf war?
But that didn't matter. What mattered was when he came down with his men, he brought with him fresh air that I had been needing since earlier.
It was stifling being with these people. But Lucian seemingly purified the air just by walking towards me.
"What happened to waiting outside?" I asked teasingly but clung to his cuff like a lost child.
"You took too long." Lucian looked down to see my face, and all I could do was shake my head.
"What right do you have to bring in outsiders?!" Screamed Aunt Ingrid, who still cradled her mismatched face.
