Chapter 160
ANNIE
Lucien only nodded, proceeding to put on his robes again.
Draven made that seat for her.
I narrowed my gaze to it and pressed down on my lips.
It's not all that good anyways. He didn't seem to put his all into it. There were a few defects. Literally.
I rolled my eyes discreetly and silently continued embroidering.
Perhaps, someone noticed I wasn't giving a reaction, then decided to speak again.
Her brows raised in alarm. "Is that Draven's robe? He won't like that."
I raised my head, my brows rising.
How would she know that?
And how was it her concern?
"It's not his. It's Lucien's." I spoke up before Lucien could, suddenly wondering where I got the courage from.
Her brows lifted as I spoke.
I lowered my gaze, biting down on my lips.
It's still odd looking at
