I was carefully staring at Laria while we ate that evening. Even though I didn’t want to, I was forced to join them for dinner in that tent. Well, I wouldn’t be able to speed up my plans if I didn't make an effort to be closer to my freaking cousin. I swallowed hard and just focused on my food. I was eating slowly while still observing them.
Uncle Lucian seemed to be in a bad mood. Hmm, maybe because of our talk? Not really sure about that, though. Marcus talked to me earlier, but then we never really got into a serious talk. He also walked out on me, so I never got the chance to at least get any information from him.
I shook my head and just observed the people around us. They seemed okay… normal. It was only Uncle Lucian who seemed to be bothered about something. Could that be becaus
