"I'm aware that rogues attacked me, but why would you need to test that?"
"I'm glad you're asking questions," Tristan replied. "I was worried about that, and I'm going to explain everything to you. But first, please stretch out your hands."
Tristan's strange behavior had already left me feeling confused, but when he instructed me to stretch out my hand, a wave of discomfort washed over me.
'Stretch out my hand?' Was he serious?'
"What are you talking about?" I demanded.
"Just trust me. It will only take a second."
I grumbled under my breath.
"Darling, do you trust me?" Tristan asked me.
Darling? Did he just refer to me as...
My mind whirled as the word echoed repeatedly within my thoughts, causing my heart to flutter with excitement that I could only contain within.
Outwardly, I maintained an air of nonchalance, masking the whirlwind of emotions swirling within me.
'Stay calm! You're overthinking again, Cecile.'
