Without realizing it, Gavi’s words haunted him. They echoed in his mind at the most inconvenient times, during training, during meals, even in the few moments before sleep took him.
Kaius tried to shake them off, but no matter how much he rationalized, he couldn’t ignore the weight of the conversation. The details Gavi had given him didn’t align with what he had observed from Dhalia’s behavior.
From the moment he met her, she had been composed, distant, but never cruel or arrogant. She didn’t demand attention like someone who was used to being the center of the world, like the other heiresses who were present here. If anything, she tried to disappear, blending into the background. But if what Gavi said was true, if she had been a tyrant in the past, then why wasn’t she acting like one
