When Lyra left the banquet hall after the ceremony, Crystal waylaid her. Like Julian, Crystal had not bothered her after that first day, and Lyra had been hoping that it would keep on like that. But as it looked, her luck had run out.
“What do you think you are doing?” Crystal asked, crossing her arms over her chest and watching Lyra with suspicious eyes.
“What do you mean?” Lyra asked, truly confused. What had she done?
Crystal scoffed and stepped close enough to her that all Lyra could smell was her perfume. “An Omega at the royal raining camp?” She huffed. “Is that what you wanted all along? Do you think it’ll keep you close to Julian?”
No, what I wanted was to get the hell out of here so I never have to see your stupid face again.
“If you have a problem with that,” Lyra told her f
