Chapter 209: Partners in Crime
Lyria's POV
I blinked at him.
For a moment, I was quite certain I had misheard him.
The rain continued tapping softly against the windows, filling the silence that followed his words.
Duke Thorncrest remained where he was, leaning slightly forward, his expression open and patient as though he had not just said something entirely unexpected.
I looked at him carefully.
"What," I asked slowly, "would y-you like to know, Your Grace?"
The corners of his mouth lifted.
"Anything," he said lightly. "Everything."
That seemed impossible.
There was very little about me worth knowing.
"I m-must admit," I said after a moment, "I am quite boring."
He smiled at once.
"I sincerely doubt that."
I lowered my gaze briefly toward my gloves.
Duke Thorncrest remained silent for a few moments afterward, as though carefully deciding what to ask first.
The rain grew heavier outside.
Somewhere in the distance, thunder rumbled softly again.
Then he spoke.
