Jax continued with Nulissa on the tour, impressed by her intelligence and how dedicated she was to improving the lives of her people, constantly discussing different ways and techniques Jax can implement in his plan for the Vampire section of the Capital to improve quality of life.
However, as all of this was going on, Jax sensed something. It was very small, almost imperceptible, but as they continued walking through Nightengale's moonlit arteries, through avenues that curved with predatory elegance and bridges that arched like rib bones over glowing rivers, Nulissa's composure never cracked, but it definitely tightened.
Subtly. Almost imperceptibly. The way her shoulders held just a fraction higher than before. The way her fingers brushed the hilt of her rapier not in readiness, but reassurance.
She was nervous about something, but Jax just didn't know what exactly she was nervous about, and that made him curious.
