The queen sat across from me, her elbow on the desk, and her fingers weaved together under her chin.
She waited patiently for my answer.
Ethan didn't express his opinion, and I knew he wanted this to be my decision.
"How do I know you're not lying to me?" I asked.
"You know I wouldn't. Even if that's the case, wouldn't it be easy enough for you to hunt us down afterwards? I'm not that stupid. I need your word to guarantee our safety in getting out of the Mirage, and I know you'll keep your promise if the news is legitimate."
I pondered for a moment. Indeed, it would be no use for her to make up anything fake, because when we found out they tried to trick us again, they would only get themselves into more trouble.
I looked at Ethan and Talon, both men kept their silence. Therefore, I gave her my answer, "Okay, you have my word that you and your mate's lives will be spared."
She nodded, and handed me a letter. A letter from Damian.
