The Deified Husband (2)

Owen’s eyes flickered. Instead of a reassuring smile, Owen only pursed his lips in a line. He then turned in the direction of the doll brides. “Milan, you already saw how much he favors you. Why do you think he cannot read your heart? Is there a need to bargain with an existence that only wishes to give you what you have chosen?”

Milan hummed, his head moving to the side. “What I have chosen? What does that mean?”

“You already deduced the Bloodworth family is connected to Lasair, even if the only one who can hear his voice is the Priestess.” Owen didn’t wear a smile like normal. “I have long known you are the Divine Bride, and I have asked you something that defined your situation.