Draven
My veins throbbed with hot anger as I stared at him. My fists were tight, a silent sign of the strength I held back.
How dare he stand in front of me and act like he did not know what was happening?
"How did you discover the rogues' hideout?" The words left my mouth like a trap I had set on purpose.
I glanced at Kylan, our eyes meeting for a moment, sharing a silent understanding.
Keilan stood firm, unbothered by my intense stare. "I was present at the park, your highness. As for…"
"You were there?" My brows tightened, and doubt touched my voice.
My fingers tapped on the desk with impatience, revealing my irritation. Why was he telling the truth when he could have just lied? A look at Kylan showed his slight nod of agreement.
Did Kylan know about this the whole time? I wondered.
