Lyanna’s POV

“Are you still not going to answer me? Why do you call me that?” I deadpanned as I stepped closer to her, but she immediately took several steps backward.

“I—I’m sorry if you got the wrong idea, but I mistook you for someone else. I hope you won’t be angry,” she rasped, fidgeting with her fingers. But her nervous act gave her away far too easily.

“That was no mistake,” I mumbled. Before I could rile her up further, she turned and fled down the ...