Her eyes flicked toward Mirabel, who still wore that same gentle smile on her face.
"If she wishes to play the role of the fragile victim, then let her. She may have the sympathy she craves, but she will never be loved for it. Instead, she will taste the same ridicule I once endured. She will suffer in the role she has chosen, and every step of her scheme will backfire. She will reveal her true colors soon enough… and when she does, her brothers will finally see her for what she truly is."
Leo's grin widened, his eyes glittering with amusement as he leaned back slightly, almost savoring the thought. "You're sharp, my lady. Very sharp indeed. Then let's do it your way. I cannot wait for the second moon ceremony. Oh, the drama that will unfold…" His chuckle slipped from his lips, light yet mischievous, carrying a dark eagerness that lingered in the air.
