Chapter 44

• None of that mattered anymore. All of this should be gone before the morning arrived… everything about him should disappear but his shell. Danica was trying her best to continue in her movements, picking up the fork and blade to slice the bread.
• She was trying not to falter or even breathe loudly lest that would change his mind, he might set down the wine glass and instead go for the food.
• Reign continued holding his glass, staring at the dark liquid for a prolonged moment. If he was suspicious, she could not tell. The way he had changed his tone earlier still made her more than cautious. She put the slices on his plate and set it down, before quickly picking up the glass.