She did not mention the rescue. She did not ask about his status or show any interest in who he was.
There was no awe in her eyes, no excitement.
Silas smiled faintly. "Do you know who I am?"
Ivy fell silent for a moment, then nodded. "Yes. I know."
When she had rescued him and left him at the military compound, she had learned his identity soon after.
She had been shocked, but that feeling had faded quickly.
Unlike others who would have spun fantasies about saving a prince, Ivy felt nothing of the sort.
She was clear-headed.
Her only thought back then was escape. She wanted to leave the Ravencroft family behind.
So even though Silas was undeniably handsome, even though his presence made others' hearts race, Ivy felt no attraction at all.
Her heart was set on only one thing, going far, far away from the Ravencroft family and never looking back.
Silas chuckled softly, as if he wanted to test Ivy's words, then leaned a little closer.
