After Zorath finished eating, he leaned back slightly, his intense gaze fixed on Thalina. She sat there, her expression unreadable, but her mind was racing with ideas on how to outmaneuver this overly confident beast.
Thalina knew Zorath was nothing like Eryx. Trying to trick him by questioning his masculinity or bargaining for time wouldn't work.
She could already see him puffing up his chest and proving himself right on the spot. And let's be honest, where would she even go?
The palace was her only safe haven, and running outside was a death sentence with the way things worked here.
So, she did what any desperate woman with nothing to lose would do—she decided to play a little game.
"You know," Thalina started casually, cutting him off just as he opened his mouth. Her voice dripped with feigned indifference. "I can't stand males who are too... pushy."
