451. Liar (1)

I stared at Davian's shameless face as he confidently announced that he had received news of my attendance at the tea party through Ocean.

This guy… had seriously picked up my lying skills—and now he was using them against me.

"You see," he continued smoothly, "Master Ocean was quite worried when he learned that Princess Colette would also be at the tea party you decided to attend. So, he sent me." He wore that infuriatingly pleasant smile, eyes deliberately averted from mine like a child trying to hide mischief.

I let out a long sigh.

This little… He'd only managed to learn the most useless tricks on the battlefield—and from me, no less.

"But Sir Lyall was already there," I pointed out, watching his eyes twitch slightly.