Silence fell between them. Alina was torn between wanting to stay and run away.
"Harrington saw someone near the east wing door today," he said. "Was it you?"
She froze. The warmth of his jacket suddenly disappeared. She tried to free herself from his hold but his grip only tightened on her waist.
"I was walking and got turned around," she mumbled.
He tilted her chin up, making her look into his eyes.
"You're lying."
She didn't deny it. He already knew.
"There are things in this castle that are only mine," he whispered. "The east wing is one of them. Don't go near it again."
It was an order. She didn't nod or speak. Then slowly, he stepped back and loosened his grip.
"Don't stay here for too long. It's cold," he added before walking away.
She stayed there, watching him go, then turned and gripped the railing.
There is definitely something going on there that no one knows about.
