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Chapter 84: Do You Have Feelings For Me?

I kept holding my ankle, sucked in a sharp breath, and batted my eyelashes until I could force out a few tears.

“I didn’t push her that hard! Luther, she’s faking it, she set me up,” Jennifer whined, pointing at me.

“But you did push her, didn’t you?” Luther asked, crossing his arms and glaring at Jennifer.

“I… well… yeah, but not hard enough to hurt her,” Jennifer said again.

I just held my ankle tightly and let out a low sigh. If I kept my silence, Jennifer would look more and more guilty. She’d even look a little wacky. I’d remain innocent.

“Luther, please, you have to believe me! I didn’t mean to hurt her,” Jennifer insisted, stomping her foot like a rebelling child.

“I don’t have to believe you,” Luther muttered. “Especially, when my eyes can tell me that you are lying.”

“But I…”

“That’s enough. I will deal with you later,” Luther said. He took a knee beside me. “Ciana, are you okay?”

“I… my ankle is twisted pretty bad,” I muttered, looking at him with wide, glassy eyes.

Behind him, Jennifer fumed, her hands balled into fists again. If Luther hadn’t been there, she probably would have attacked me.

I ignored her. I needed to keep playing the role of the in- jured victim.

“Let me see,” Luther muttered, taking my hands tenderly and pulling them from my ankle.

“I probably just need some rest. Is there somewhere I can lie down?” I asked, biting my lip innocently.

“Yes, of course.”

I struggled to stand up, but gave a soft whimper of pain. Before I could try moving, Luther scooped me up in his arms, princess style. My legs bent over one of his strong arms and his other looped around my back. He cradled me against his chest.

“Luther, I’m sorry,” Jennifer said, reaching for him as Luther walked by her.

“You’ve done enough. Don’t worry, I’ll follow up with you when I get Ciana settled,” Luther snarled under his breath.

Jennifer looked like she was ready to cry. I sighed inward- ly. I believed she did really care for Luther.

After we left the banquet room, I sighed, “Luther, Jennifer isn’t a bad person. She just cares about you a lot.” Although I somewhat used Jennifer for my plan, I didn’t want her to really get punished because of me.

“You’re still speaking for her after what she’s done to you?”

“It was somewhat an accident.” I told the truth. Sort of.

and laid me down on a couch. He grabbed a pillow and gently lifted my ankle, propping it up on the

me a soft look and stepped away for a mo- ment. He came back with a cold bottle of water and a blanket. Gently, he laid the blanket

handing me the

nodded, unscrewing the cap

needed. I’m sure I’ll feel better in no time,” I said, offering him

his eyes lighting up. He pulled a chair up next to me and removed the blanket from my ankle, looking

he said. “That’s good. Hopefully,

it, or maybe heat?” I asked,

to me and chuckled. “Why don’t you just rest it for now. If it starts

sounds good,” I

there anything else I can get for you?” he asked

tender, I almost felt sorry for what I was about to do. I might not agree with his methods of seeking revenge, but I did feel sorry for what the king did

Luther had been polite

set.

head at me. “What are you sorry

shouldn’t have said that.

for causing trouble and ruining your party,”

he said with a shrug. He cracked a quick smile and

fin- gers curled

I’ll

I muttered, stopping

I lifted my eyes to his. His

Is it possi- ble that you

jaw slackened slightly, and I swallowed

you, we don’t have to be enemies,” I reminded him, smiling lightly

have real, romantic feelings for me?” he asked,

I shut him down, he’d put up his emotional walls again and it would be harder for me to slip away. If I gave him the wrong idea, he might try to follow through on something right here, right

spurn an unwant- ed romantic advance. I had to choose my words carefully so Luther didn’t become suspicious but

I smiled, “Um…

waited for me to continue. I shifted my eyes to the ceiling, coyly, like I

to think about it. If you’re gentler with me than Prince Theo, maybe

given him a chal- lenge. “Well, I’ll just see what I can

the door interrupted our banter and a maid came in. She looked at her feet

Luther. There are guests at the party wondering where you are,” she said, keeping

poor girl wasn’t a very good liar. I recognized her as one of Jennifer’s maids. She’d probably sent her here to check on Luther and me and report

wounded friend,” Luther argued, waving to

ground, probably ordered not to leave until Luther did. I was sure Jennifer assumed we wouldn’t do any- thing with a maid in the

the party. I’m sure there are a lot of people you haven’t talked

his assistance, my plan hinged on him being distracted at the