Cassian POV

I’d been cornered, but I swallowed my response and let the silence stretch. When I finally spoke, the only answer left to give came out like splinters. I despised being forced into a box especially this one. Indira lodging in my wing was a disaster waiting to happen, and we both knew it. Yet the logic was airtight. Her safety outweighed my comfort.

“Give her a room in my wing,” I ordered, the words clipped and hard.

Maelor glanced at me but didn’t argue. A single nod, ...