Sylvia’s POV
What the heck was that?
Lucian looked as patient as ever, waiting calmly for my response.
Was he using some kind of King power to play tricks on me?
"Did you... say something just now?"
But Lucian only looked more confused than I was. A cold wave of unease washed over me. Every instinct screamed at me to run. But as I moved, a pain shot through my side, and I winced.
“You’re hurt on your side as well?” He asked, his voice dropping to a low growl. The air in the room chilled several degrees.
I pulled away.
“I’m fine,” I told him, not wanting to remember Marshall’s bruising touch.
“Let me see,” he demanded.
“I said I’m—”
Before I could finish that sentence, he wrapped his arms around me and threw me over his lap like spanking some brats.
By every instinct, I sh
