The room was splendid, with tall windows, bright lights and a table filled with so much food that it was impossible to finish. This was a royal extravagance.
The sweet aroma of various dishes and rich tea waffled through the air. The food was appetising, but suddenly, the meal became unappetizing.
"Why? Let me guess it's another plan of yours to make your next escape plan succeed." Cedric sneered; Abrielle's throat went dry, her head thinking of explanations to use.
"I need to be able to defend myself, Cedric. Is it not better for you to help me than for me to go behind your back to do something crazy?" She replied, Cedric's jaw clenched. His gold eyes bore into her. She nervously gulped maybe she should not have sounded that way. Her tone was provocative.
A dry chuckle left his throat and he reached out for a cup of water. "You won't even get the chance Abrielle."
