SIXTY.

REGAN'S POV.

I wasn't a human relation expect, but I didn't need a professional to tell me that something was definitely wrong. Something beyond walking up on people planning against me.

It's been almost a week now and thankfully, the messengers got home safely to deliver our message. The King of Carlek had seen to it that his apology was delivered and accepted by coming down here in person for a royal dinner with father and his officials.

An agreement has been reached and the traders were back in business. Everything was a success in the end. But it didn't stop me from trying to find the she devil who had tried to set me up.

I'm sure I would've found her by now if Iris wasn't too busy ignoring me and would at least give me a description. Is she afraid of me?