I don't deal with sluts (part 25)

“Who are you?” The man asked once more, but I didn't reply. I folded my arms and pursed my lips.

“Why are you hiding behind the shadows?” I asked after a moment of silence between us.

The man didn't say a word. I heard a growl from him, and that was all. He didn't speak a word.

“You know, conversations between us will be smooth if you reply. Why don't you do that?” I placed my hands on my chin and watched the shadows.

“Did you say you came with the other kings? Fin and Fyre?”

I blinked at his words, but instead of answering, I masked my expressions.

“I don't know what you are talking about.”

“Where are they? Are they closer?” He asked once more.

“Who?” I pretended as if I don't know what he was talking about. “Who are you asking about?”

“You know who I'm asking about. Are they closer?”

“Who are you? Why do you want to know about the kings?” I folded my arms, with a stubborn expression on my face.

“It doesn't matter.”