Charis
As soon as I saw Darian filling the bathroom doorway, I immediately averted my gaze, looking away from him as if my life depended on it.
Had he figured me out? Was that why he was here?
Peter immediately straightened up and leaned away from me, turning toward Darian with a bright smile spreading across his face. He bowed slightly.
"Your highness, it's a pleasure to meet you in person, Prince Darian."
Darian didn't even acknowledge his gesture. His gaze instead flitted between the two of us, taking in the scene. His dark eyes lingered on my trembling form before settling on Peter.
"What are you doing?" Darian asked, staring at Peter pointedly.
"Nothing of concern, Prince," Peter replied smoothly. "I was just confirming something with Eamon. Nothing serious."
Darian didn't respond immediately. His eyes flitted to me again, before he jerked his chin. "Get lost."
