{IRIS}
Val merely wiped the corner of his mouth with a napkin, his tone disturbingly calm as he said, "Is that so?" His silver eyes finally met mine. "Then, I will teach you."
As if nothing had happened.
As if he hadn't just taken a life with a flick of his will.
I sat frozen, my limbs cold and unresponsive as the remaining maids hurriedly cleaned the blood from the marble floor.
Sebastian merely nodded at them, unfazed, while the rest of the servants stood still, their expressions locked in silent obedience.
And then—Val moved.
Without a word, he came behind me.
I tensed as his hands reached for mine, the black leather of his gloves cool against my trembling fingers.
"Relax," he murmured, his breath fanning against my ear.
I shivered.
He guided my hand, his fingers wrapping around mine as he positioned them properly on the knife and fork.
