"So, what did lover boy want?" Alix asked.
I thought she had forgotten about my meeting, but I was wrong. The moment she came into the castle, she asked me for details on my "date."
"I already told you, he is not lover boy," I grumbled.
The truth was... Varianlir and I made great progress, but now we had a plan, and that included people thinking that we hated each other.
"Well, your fiancé hen," Alix corrected herself but didn't drop the sarcastic look on her face as she flopped down onto the couch in my room. She propped her feet up on the armrest, her boots scuffing the fabric, and gave me a knowing look. "So? Spill. What happened? Did he grovel? Did he beg for your forgiveness? Or did he just stand there looking broody and handsome like he always does?"
I rolled my eyes, trying
