Lilia's eyes widened in shock, her pulse racing as she stared at Zethan. She hadn't expected things to spiral this way. The day had already been stressful enough, and now this.
Just when she thought all she needed to do was apologize and express her gratitude, the situation had taken an entirely unexpected turn.
Luck had never been on her side.
Her fingers clenched the hem of her dress as she tried to decipher the meaning behind his words. What kind of punishment is he talking about?
Zethan studied her intently, his piercing gaze unwavering. "Do you have any suggestions?" he asked, his tone mild, but the underlying threat was unmistakable.
Lilia froze, her thoughts a tangled mess. What does he know? Her mind raced, desperately trying to piece together his intentions. What if he wasn't even referring to the black flower she had accidentally stepped on? Could someone else have damaged another one?
