216. WE ARE NOT DESTINED

SIGRID

The flashbacks of my moans, Silas’s, my voice saying I needed to go to the bathroom… oh, for the love of the Goddess.

Could I just die right here, right now? Please…

I thought about dismissing her quickly and getting out of this incredibly awkward moment, but Silas beat me to it, stepping toward her.

I tensed and followed, hoping he wouldn’t disobey me on this—otherwise, I’d really be pissed.

“Silas,” I called sharply, but he didn’t respond. Instead, he yanked my cloak off the girl’s shoulders with rough hands.

“Don’t touch my lady’s things,” he snapped at her, his tone full of authority.

“And stop bothering her with your presence. Head down that hall to the servant quarters. Her Ladyship will give you orders tomorrow.”

Despite her clear fear, the girl stayed frozen, trembling, casting me furtive, anxious glances as my frown deepened.

“But… but Your Ladyship chose me to serve her… in bed…”

“What?!” Silas took a step toward her, speaking through gritted teeth, and the air sudden
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