Luca, who had been actively radiating lethal sympathy for the victim, froze.
His brain completely stalled out.
He blinked once. Twice. Then—
"I'm sorry...what?"
"I said." Sigrid repeated, her voice unwavering. "The intruder was you. You watched my lady bathe, Hero. And...you violated her afterward."
The atmosphere, which had been relatively calm, suddenly became oppressive.
Every centaur in the vicinity fixed their gaze on Luca, their eyes hard and accusing.
Poppy herself had gone completely red. She was hiding her face in Sigrid's ponytail, her fingers clutching the commander's mane.
Only one eye peeked out, watching Luca with a mixture of anger and embarrassment.
Luca felt his own temper flare.
"That's absolutely ridiculous!"
He threw his hands up in exasperation. "You can't just throw accusations like that around! Just because I'm human! Just because of the dreams—"
