Chapter 42 Make Him Pay The Price

Seeing Silas now, Lyra couldn't help but remember how he had looked earlier that afternoon, his face cold as he ordered the servants to lock her in the dark room.

Her face went pale, and fear twisted in her gut. She stepped back, eyes wary as she watched Silas. "What do you want?"

Seeing Lyra like this, Silas couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy. 'Did I really scare her that much?' he thought