Chapter 18
My sudden appearance caused a ripple through the crowd. It was like an audience member had stormed onto the stage in the middle of a play.
Mia would have loved this situation.
I closed my eyes briefly before opening them again.
"And who the hell are you?"
"Watch your tongue when addressing a lady."
The man’s casual use of informal speech was met with an uncharacteristically hard expression from Lukas. His voice was laced with ice.
The noble, who had been so boldly swinging his cane just moments ago, flinched and stiffened.
I grabbed the hem of Lukas’s coat as he stepped forward toward the man, looking ready to escalate things.
No, not you.
Lukas glanced down at my hand grasping his coat, then took a step back.
"When did we get so familiar that you’re speaking to me like that?" I said.
The noble blinked, then scowled deeply.