The corridor remained silent after Aria’s question.
“What are you doing here?” Aria asked again, her voice sharper this time. “Why are you standing outside Deucalion’s room?”
Celine lowered her hand slowly.
“I was going to knock.”
“For what?”
Celine looked at her. “I wanted to speak with him.”
“At this hour?”
“Yes.”
Aria took another step forward, leaning heavily on her maid. “You were given one instruction. Carry the heir. Nothing else. It's only been a day, why are you already trying to get close to my mate?”
Celine’s eyes narrowed. “I have not done anything wrong.”
“You came to his room in the middle of the night. Why didn't you just wait for him to come to you instead?”
“So?”
Aria stared at her. “What do you mean by that?”
Celine continued, “You told me I should stay in my
