DARIUS POV
"What made you decide to burden me last night?"
As he stood behind Brielle, his breath fanned the hair on her shoulders, and he leaned in slowly, with his hands pleated at his back.
He heard her hitch of breath as he asked her this question, knowing that he was affecting her, but she said nothing.
She was trembling and shaking so badly that Darius wanted to wrap his arms around her and comfort her, but everyone in the room was watching them.
Not that he cared about their opinion or that they could do anything to him, but he didn't want to cause more rumors between the maids, submissive and guards.
After the little scene earlier, where he had stopped Lady Delilah from punishing her, Darius had decided to question her behavior from last night because he needed an explanation.