Chapter 14: Queen’s Friend
"Pardon...?" he asked, shocked.
"I still haven't finished my questioning," Zafira stated, gripping his wrist tighter. "We will finish our talk in my chambers."
"Are you trying to kidnap me—" Rael's words were cut off by her fierce glare.
"No objections," she added, then began dragging him up the stairs and into the massive castle.
He silently followed, but deep down, Rael had some concerns.
And those concerns only grew when they traveled through the castle's wide hallways until, eventually, they arrived in some sort of dining hall.
Two chairs were already set, and Zafira led him to one before taking the other seat which was conveniently right beside him.
"Now, prisoner Rael, are you willing to talk?"
"I already told you I'm not a spy. I don't know what you expect," he shot back, grabbing a fork.
The food on the long table looked too good to pass up; therefore, he dug into the first dish, practically devouring a piece of pork cutlet.
"I can see that, Rael," Zafira said, then dug into her own food as well.
After a few bites, she continued, "I'm interested in why you are so relaxed around me. Do you not know who I am?"