"The King feels guilty?" She repeated, her eyes wide with shock.
Andon's eyes hardened slightly.
"It's childish behaviour for you to ignore the fact that you have been taken in, housed, clothed, only to bite the hand that feeds you, Miss Stenly."
Claire had to blink.
Why was Andon saying such things to her? Was the King angry with her?
She instinctively touched a hand to her chest.
"I am very grateful for the help his Grace has bestowed on me-"
"All words…" He shook his head.
"The past is hard to forget, my Lord."
"I understand that. But don't hold it against a man who has clearly started war because of you."
She had to blink again.
He started a war because of her? She could understand a little misunderstanding with uncle Jarren and Moonstone because of her… but war? Wasn't that pushing it too far?
"Forgive me, my Lord."
His expression softened. He had accomplished his mission, hadn't he?
He turned to leave but stopped.
"And Miss Stenly," He called cooly.
