EVANGELINE.
His words cut me like a sharp knife, and I look up at him.
How could he?
I didn’t reply for a moment, trying to remain composed, knowing we have many eyes watching us, and even with the music and loud chatter, they might overhear. So, I simply smile gracefully at Zedkiel and slowly pull out of his hold. I don’t think he understands that I am going to take this deal seriously. Absolutely seriously, and I am not going to do anything to mess that up. Especially something such as fraternising with another man as long as we are married, which can lead to problems in front of the court and would not be ideal for the tournament.
“Nothing to say?” He asks, and I realise this conversation isn’t over until he gets an answer. His eyes are blazing red, and his anger only continues to r
