"King Cyrus, can I ask you something?" Amelia said as soon as they ate at the dining table.
The man who had just arrived looked at the girl with furrowed brows.
Something about her felt different.
He couldn't pinpoint exactly what she seemed to be radiating, but she seemed to be radiating a different kind of energy at that moment.
"Who did you meet today?" He asked rather than answering her, and Amelia froze for a second.
There was no way he could sense Kyle's presence on her, right? He was a rogue head, but he said so himself that he had no traceable scent.
"Who do you think?" Amelia asked.
Cyrus raised his brows at her but didn't elaborate on the matter nonetheless.
"What is it that you wanted to ask?" He asked, his gaze moving to Fabian.
After the last incident at the University, Sparrow had withdrawn himself from the task of spying on Amelia, deeming himself unfit for the purpose.
