Chapter 15
"I wouldn’t do that," Rose replied, fearing he might have the wrong impression of her. She did not go around setting things on fire. Not unless he planned to keep her here against her will.
"I shall take your word for it. Excuse me," Zayne said, turning around to go back to his work.
"Are you not putting someone at the door to guard me?"
Zayne stopped as her question confused him. "Do you want to be here as a prisoner or a guest? You don’t seem satisfied when I treat you well or when I don’t treat you like a prisoner. Are you spying on me?"
Rose took a step back as Zayne returned to the opened door. "N-No," she answered. "I do not care about the war."
The corners of Zayne’s lips curled as he found her response to be interesting. "Well, you are stuck in your small world with your troubles. I don’t expect you to want to spy on me, but should you think that will be your way to get money and change your life, you won’t make it out of her alive if I catch you snooping around."
She would make a grave mistake thinking he was the same as Graham. It was easy to get rid of spies here and not worry about the king being upset with him for spilling blood when he was meant to be here only to speak on behalf of his king.
"I won’t snoop," Rose replied.
"Good. Though there isn’t a guard outside your door does not mean that you are not being watched. Where is that knife you had?" Zayne questioned, searching for the little thing that could not do much damage.