Sleep eluded me. I tossed and turned, my heart pounding loud enough to drown out the silence. My thoughts churned, replaying every word I had said to Hadrian. Why had my question angered him so deeply? And, more importantly, was he still upset? I hoped not. Our relationship was already fragile, teetering on a delicate balance even without unnecessary conflicts. At least Lucian seemed less inclined to hold any prejudices against me. Without him, my job would have been exponentially ...