Chris's smile vanished for half a second before he forced it back. "Careful, Hunter. That mouth of yours is going to make people think you are protective."
"I am eating."
"You keep saying very little, but you still have not denied that Sheila relies on you privately."
"Because your assumptions are still not my responsibility."
Chris leaned forward slightly. "If she depends on you, then the year deserves to know. If the princess needs a dark mage standing behind the curtain to keep her steady, perhaps she is not fit to command the second-years."
Liam looked at him, calm and cold.
