Gracie was somehow able to hold on to her calm facade as they walked through the halls. She didn't know how because she could feel the anger building with every step she took. Every snide comment and veiled reprimand from Anders was replaying in her head. The more she thought about it, the more the anger festered.
Arax kept glancing back at her uneasily as they walked. At this point she was so mad she couldn't tell if he and Tanin were in her mind or not but she was pretty sure she was radiating.
As soon as they reached the royal wing and the doors shut behind them she was able to drop the fake calmness.
"Gracie, love," Arax said cautiously.
"Sitting room," she grit out between her clenched teeth. She was barely holding on. Once safely in the room she let it all ou
