Chapter 76

"We'll need comfortable clothes," Gideon said, stepping into our room just as I finished getting ready for dinner. His eyes lit up when he noticed the amethyst necklace at my throat. "You like it."

It wasn't a question, but I caught a faint trace of insecurity in his voice—a crack in the confident manipulator Genevieve had painted him to be.

"It's beautiful," I answered honestly, touching the tiny