That was only natural. They had no reason to believe I was truly Trill's lover. All I had done was speak her name and claim her as mine—without presenting even a shred of proof. In their eyes, I was just another outsider, and my words alone carried no weight.
"How can I prove it?" I asked, my voice steady.
The lion-headed warrior studied me, his golden eyes sharp and unyielding, like a predator assessing its prey. The surrounding beastfolk remained still, their collective gaze fixed on me with an intensity that made the air feel heavier.