Lyre’s POV

I stared at him for a long moment before finally asking, “What do you want, Lucien?”

He smiled like I’d just asked the most obvious question in the world. “Now, Princess, that’s hardly the way to greet a guest, is it?”

“I asked,” I said evenly, “what do you want?”

Lucien placed a hand on his chest dramatically. “What could I possibly want besides the pleasure of your company? Thornveil’s hospitality is legendary.”

“Don’t play dumb with me.”

He ...