Chapter 7: A Night of Shadows
Evaline:
Kieran’s presence lingered long after he was gone.
Unlike Lucian’s suffocating dominance or Oscar’s disgust, Kieran’s gaze hadn’t been filled with hatred. He had studied me like I was a puzzle, one he was trying to solve.
And it unsettled me.
I couldn’t afford to be under the scrutiny of any of them, not when I was already walking on fragile ground.
While at first I was almost ready to accept my end and greet it with open arms, I wanted to survive now. I wasn’t sure exactly what made me change my mind, maybe it was because I didn’t want these Rogue Kings to feel like they had won.
After spending these few days here, I realized that survival meant staying invisible.
I forced myself to finish scrubbing the last section of the hallway before dragging my aching body back toward the servant quarters.
I was making my way through the long hallway leading to the servant quarters, when Sera suddenly appeared at the other end and her sharp gaze landed on me.
"Took you long enough," she snapped. "Did you think I wouldn’t notice you slacking off?"
I bit the inside of my cheek, and despite knowing better, I ended up opening my mouth. "I wasn’t slacking off."