FLASHBACK…
Lisha glanced over her shoulder only to catch Sven, who was walking a few feet behind her, biting a gold coin. With someone who had lived for hundreds of years, Lisha could tell in an instant if someone bore ill intention. This man… didn't smell he had an ulterior motive.
In fact, Lisha was certain. This man was like a fool who didn't have any notion of the severity of his situation if Callie wasn't the way she was. He was lucky he ended up in Callie's hands and not in Lucien's or her siblings.
"What's up with this place?" Lisha's brows rose when Sven stop biting the gold and set his attention on her back. "I mean, what's wrong with you people? Isn't this your home? Why are you acting so stiff?"
"I am a servant." Her voice was stiff as ever, keeping her eyes ahead but her focus on the person walking behind her.
