In the master bedroom, Gavriel knelt in front of Aliana after carefully placing her on the sofa.
They held each other's gaze in silence for some time before Gavriel chose his words carefully, "I can sense deep anger within you."
"Can you blame me?" Aliana replied, a deep frown settling on her forehead. "Did you know about this, Gav? About Cillian's engagement?"
"Yes," Gavriel admitted. "His parents mentioned it once, a few years back."
"Then why didn't you ever mention it to me?" she asked softly.
"They weren't engaged back then," Gavriel replied.
Aliana's mind raced over the possibilities before she asked, "So is this an arranged marriage?" She searched Gavriel's eyes. "Is there a possibility that he is being forced into this?
"Cillian's parents are not the type to force anything upon their only son." His brows pulled together slightly. "Nor does Cillian allow himself to be pushed around."
