Eden’s pov:
“You truly have some nerve, Eden,” Sebastian was not here for chit chat, and it showed from the darkening of his eyes, to the way his jaw clenched. “Showing up here, dressed like a movie star, when Clarissa is in solitary confinement because of you! How could you?”
I rolled my eyes. I knew he was here to pick a bone with me, but his words still stung. I hadn't done anything to here after all. She had been the one to ruin my mother's dress. I couldn't understand his reasoning. Did he want to paint me as the villain?
“She is in the dungeons because of what she did,” Hunter declared in a flat no-nonsense tone of voice, which would have made a lesser man cower back in fear.
Sebastian was far too arrogant though, as he looked at me, completely ignoring Hunter, his eyes glaring
