AYLA BAILORE “What are you doing here?” Lucian asked, his voice cool and calm, but dangerously it reminded me of the calm right before a storm.I wasn't sure who his question seemed to be directed at but his cold gaze was on me, and somewhere deep beneath, I could see the fury flames in the shadows as his gaze slipped to Arnold's hands on my shoulder and waist, pinning me to the wall. Our position was definitely as bad as it looked. It could give the wrong impression.Stylishly, I pushed Arnold away, and thankfully, he let go of me, turning to face Lucian with a lopsided smile as though they were old friends and he hadn't in fact snuck into the palace.“I don't like to repeat myself,” The king growled, and that fury flame in his eyes was a second away from emerging through the ice, sending shivers down my spine.“Your majesty—” I started, having no idea what to even say, but Arnold cut me off.“What does it look like? I was worried about her, and wanted to see for myself if she was s
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