Chapter 210: Questions Beneath the Rain
Lyria's POV
I stared at him cautiously.
Duke Thorncrest's grin only widened beneath my scrutiny, which somehow made him appear even more suspicious.
"I beg your pardon?" I asked carefully.
"I said," he repeated with entirely too much delight, "that we should play a game."
I narrowed my eyes slightly.
"That expression," he said, pointing lightly toward my face, "suggests you believe I am about to commit a crime."
"I am merely b-being cautious."
"A wise instinct," he admitted. "But in this particular situation, unnecessary."
I was not convinced.
He leaned back comfortably against the settee.
"Since the maids have apparently decided we ought to perish from starvation before the refreshments arrive," he said dramatically, "we must entertain ourselves somehow."
"We shall play a game. A getting-to-know-you game."
I blinked.
"As I mentioned earlier," he continued, "I am quite curious about you. I should like to know you better."
