The first thing that came to her mind was to deny it. She wasn't jealous, she wanted to know the chances she had and how far his obsession with Callista was.
Despite her resentment toward Callista, she would not doubt the fact that the female lead was like a little angel. The warmth Cedric craved in his life, honestly considering the story from Cedric's point of view, was an emotional wreck. He was a heartless monster that could kill at the slightest provocation she was sure these fingers that gave her sparks at the slightest touch had ended a lot of lives.
His hands were completely covered in blood. "It is a simple question, Cedric. It has nothing to do with jealousy. Callista is very pretty and I was wondering who is better." She answered staring aimlessly at his gold eyes. They were beautiful, she wondered if this was how it felt for Callista when she stared back into Lucian's eyes.