Meanwhile, of course, Dorian had ducked right away in time, and the knife fell on the floor with a loud clang, making everyone's heads snap toward Cassian at once.
The entire room froze at the unexpected scene. No one had expected this.
No one had expected Leader Hayes—the ever-composed, disciplined, and deadly warrior—to suddenly hurl a knife at the master of the household.
The house where they were actually staying. A person would think twice before attacking the owner of the house, but their leader did not even think twice. All the knights felt like they had seen a new side of their leader, with astonishment in their eyes.
Cassian, meanwhile, was staring at his own hand as if it had betrayed him.
Why the hell did he just do that?
Oh, right. It was because of that bastard.
That smug, insufferable, shameless bastard.
