Chapter 22: +Chapter 22+
"You can go," Asher dismissed the maid who hovered around after serving them.
Caspian wanted to beg her not to leave, sitting with his legs tightly pressed together and trying not to let his panic show on his face.
Asher glibly pretended not to notice his discomfort, eating without a care in the world.
Caspian had no choice but to eat as well, not eating wasn't going to put off the inevitable and he needed his wits around him.
Asher on the other hand was racking his brains trying to come up with a conversation topic, he rarely had small talk with the women in his life, anything more was out of the question.
He hadn't been interested in getting to know them better so he had made no efforts to find out more about them.
But he was curious about Cassia, what her life used to be, and why she decided to auction herself off although she was clearly petrified of intimacy.
The irony was entertaining or he would have gotten rid of her, her panicked innocence didn't read like a rehearsed bit.
"Cassia?" He broke the heavy silence between them, watching her panicked gaze jump to him and then back to the food on her plate.
"Come over here."
Caspian gulped, his heart wasn't in his chest, it was somewhere around his ankles where the delicate socks melded to his skin.