I could feel the weight of both their gazes on me, one teasing, the other unreadable and all I could do was bury my face in my hands.
"Why can't I eat in peace," I muttered under my breath, sighing in exasperation. I knew Damon was bringing back old memories to spite Rhydian.
Rhydian had an expression that resembled that of betrayal. 'Am I seeing this now?' Because there was not a time that I betrayed him.
"Princess Aeris," he called out in a formal tone.
I arched my brows at him, why was he calling me that? I thought we were friends.
"Yes," I answered, stuffing more food in my mouth, making a mental note to tell the kitchen to write a list of all the palatable food in the realm.
He placed his fork on the table, his eyes grew solemn, and something told me I won't like what he was about to say.
"I heard news about the fae realm…" He hesitated, his pale blue eyes staring deep into my soul. "Your mother is sick."
