“SO, does he think everything is going to be okay now?” came the jeer from no one else other than the star, Flint. She was following me right behind when Rhys finally let me step off the dais and he became busy with questions from his generals, guards, and people.
There were several guards following us very closely as if Rhys wanted them to keep an eye on me, that if they let me out of their sight even for a second he would have their heads, that I would run away the first chance I got, and he was not wrong, but I was not sure anymore. Did I want to run away? Or was this becoming pretty weird pretty quickly and I wanted to actually stay with him?
I blew out a breath because I knew exactly what Flint was going to talk about. She had been really against this whole thing. She thought that I
