Chapter 48

Lysandra’s POV

“Who said that I am marrying you?”

The question left me the moment the door closed behind us.

With him inside the room, the space felt smaller than it should have. I turned to face him fully this time, no distractions, no Brant standing nearby, no guards watching from a distance.

Just him.

“I am not marrying you,” I continued. “Do you hear yourself? I am a witch. Your people barely