Valerian POV
Would it be too much if I laughed at our ‘first’ meeting?
Darius probably wouldn’t take it too well, but I just couldn’t help myself, barely restraining myself to a grin as she came out and saw me. Oh, Eleonore definitely remembered me.
“Hello,” I smirked, watching her tense just the slightest bit but her poker face was good in front of her father and unlike last time, I doubted that she’d allow herself to run away with him at her back.
Funny, you’d think that I was the more dangerous one between us, but I hadn’t shown her all my cards just yet, she had no idea who I was let alone what I could do. I could make her father look like the pitiful little rat he was.
“Hello Valerian, it’s wonderful to meet you.” She greeted me so politely, so professionally that I never would’ve guessed we had met before, but I knew, and she knew too.
Hahaha! How fun. My grin got wider, teeth flashing as I set her on edge. I’d play along to this, for now.