Approval

The night air was crisp as Selena stepped into the estate, her boots clicking against the polished marble floors. She felt unusually light after the events of the evening. She was smiling ear to ear. The revenge was so satisfying!

But as soon as she entered the main hall, she noticed something off. The knights behind her were too quiet. Too stiff.

Selena narrowed her eyes.

"You look like you've seen a ghost," she muttered, folding her arms.

One of them flinched. The other coughed into his fist, avoiding her gaze.

Ah. They tattled.

A sigh escaped her lips as she brushed past them, muttering, "Cowards."

They probably relayed the information while she was still in the club dealing with those scammers. 

She wasn't surprised, of course. These knights had been loyal to Lucien since the beginning. If they saw something "questionable" about her actions, they would report it to him. The real question was—how much did they tell him?