Rumors

Everything felt stiff for a second.

She knew Tryphon was to marry Amaani, but she hadn't thought it would happen so soon, and she most definitely didn't think she would give the slightest fuck.

"Go back to the room with Traig," Tryphon said. She nodded, then paced towards the exit, leaving Tryphon and Lord Chert to have their discussion.

The lights in the hallways were back on.

But she didn't care that much about it anymore.

She didn't know what her fate would be from here.

Tryphon would marry Amaani, and she'd be lurking around the chambers like a pest.

Would he still let her stay here?

God knows she can't sleep in his room anymore. Not when he has a wife.

"Can we go outside instead?" She turned to Traig who was quietly following her.

"Outside? Where, My lady?" Traig asked. He was way younger and less frightening than Rihro.