Chapter 795

Chapter 6 : I Need That Map "I asked you,"

he growled, taking a heavy step toward me, "a question."

"Your laundry," I replied casually, waving my hand toward the basket on the couch.

"You never mentioned you were a historian-"

"This room is off limits," he said, cutting me off.

Well, this wouldn't do.

I wasn't even close to finished looking through his treasure trove. He stopped short of me, crossing his arms over his chest.I did the same, mimicking his stance, even though my heart was thundering.

"If you didn't want anyone in here, you should have locked the door," I said tartly.

His steely expression didn't change, but I saw the flash behind his eyes and the way the corner of his mouth twitched with some unsaid, cutting remark.

‘Try me; I thought.

‘I've dealt with worse than you.He said nothing further, but I held his gaze.

"I have no idea where anything is in this house, let alone your room," I continued.

"It's a maze.Whoever built it should be ashamed of themselves."

"You have quite a mouth on you for someone allowed to stay in my house by the graciousness-"

"Like I have a choice? You brought me here against my will."

I was suddenly seething, every moment of pain, fear, and fury bursting to the surface as I stared up at Jared.

"By the graciousness of your heart? Oh, please-"

"Would you have rather been a breeder? Or left behind to be tossed into a brothel?"

I bit down on the inside of my lip.

Okay, he was right about that.

However— "What right do you have to go snooping around in my private quarters? Do you not realize how fragile-"

"Of course I do,"

I snapped, shifting my weight as I extended a finger to point at one of the glass cases.

"I've never seen the Dias of Orian before.But, that’s a model, I'm sure.Likely cast in granite.Oh, and-"

I stepped past him, my shoulder brushing against his arm.

"This author's theories have been debunked repeatedly.But him-"

I pointed to a large, dust-covered book on a shelf above my head, the title barely visible because of wear and age.

"His theories about the movement of the packs through the northwestern hemisphere of Findali are legend, still to this day.No one has been able to prove him wrong.But you only have volume one in your collection.Volume two covers..."

I trailed off, meeting his gaze.His mouth was slightly ajar, his eyes narrowed into slits as I let my arms drop to my sides.He was shocked, that was Clear, and I'd stupidly given too much of myself away.I didn't know what to do, so I curtsied and started for the door.

"Wait a f*****g minute," he rasped, and I halted.

"Who are you?"

"Eliza-"

"I know your name," he said with obvious annoyance.

knitted my fingers together, turning to

head tilting as he looked down at

you? A

were

He arched his brows at me, and I realized he was not used to being talked to in such a way,

like to read," I

"And you have books."

dumb.It doesn't

was a skilled seamstress."He pursed his lips.I waited for his response, but

sharply, "find something in the library. I keep it

hand gripping the knob so tightly my knuckles

he said, his tone of

catch you in here again, you will be

around the words as I looked at him over my shoulder. I had no idea why

answer.He opened his mouth, then closed it again,

of my study, Eliza," he said firmly, but he lingered

blood heated, and not from

know nothing

she twirled a lock of

just know he's

my stool at the worktable, the air already thick with steam from the washing tubs as the water began to heat for today's laundry.I'd spent the entire night laying awake, reeling from my run-in with Jared in his precious study.I needed that map, and I was going to get

chided me like a child," I gruffed, sticking my fingers through a gaping hole in

their clothing get so tarnished? This

from me at the work table,

hiding from her responsibilities in the kitchen,

"Fighting," she said, matter-of-factly.

the edge of the village.It's a rule that all members of the crew who are not on duty as a guard must practice in

rip their clothing to shreds?" I laughed, slipping a thread through

a soft smile, which warmed my heart tremendously. I grinned back, flushing with pride. I'd take the little wins,

Giselle started, settling

fists most of all I believe, then daggers and swords

and daggers?"

her eyes

"Why not as wolves?"

about in these parts, you know.Sometimes wolves are

do you mean by...much

to attention as a rush

gave me a

she said plainly, "and then their hounds.But I've heard of elves and fairies being prevalent in the Dark

my mouth was hanging open in shock before I tried to stutter a

you say you were from again,

laugh, giving Scarlett

straightened up, waiting

unsure of how to answer the question without

to

the female servants employed by Jared kept their mouths tightly shut when it came to their

vague answer, much to my relief, and they moved on with the

Was silent for a few minutes as I pulled the needle and thread

kit for my sixth birthday, a little plastic board in the shape of a duck.I got bored of it

snagged on the existing seam of the sleeve and the thread snapped.I

the library stocked," Giselle said over my frustrated

brings new books back from his

don't like

and Giselle and Scarlett both gasped, looking both shocked and

"What do you mean?"

Giselle pressed.

do you read,

stuttered, unsure what to

untouched and still in the paper wrapping it had been sent in before my ill-fated journey to the

non-fiction, things related to, well, lore and

said,

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