Chapter 31: Hunt [1]
The silence stretched.
Wind rustled through the garden, stirring faint wisps of Selene’s dark hair.
She sat poised, spine straight, a porcelain cup resting between her fingers, steam curling from it like a serpent.
Her eyes stayed ahead, watching the flowers sway with the wind.
Alaric stood beside her, hands folded behind his back.
"What do you think of him, and what would you do with him... if you had the power?" she asked.
Alaric took a breath, deep and slow, before speaking.
"He’s a man who mistakes indulgence for influence. Lust for leverage."
His voice didn’t rise.
"He’s dangerous... but not in the way most think. He doesn’t act because he can. He acts because no one ever made him stop."
A pause. Then his eyes flicked to the front too.