Eleanor's POV
Sir Kieran walked beside me outside their building, his silence a palpable force. My mind raced, tripping over itself.
Why was he seeing me out? A man of his standing? It was… weird. Unnecessary. A simple gesture from the butler would have sufficed.
This personal escort felt like an elevation I hadn't earned, and in my experience, things you didn't earn usually came with a hidden price tag.
I didn't know what to say, so I said nothing, my gaze fixed on the path, each crunch of our footsteps echoing in the quiet.
He broke the silence, his voice calm but purposeful. "Eleanor, I'd like to ask you a question."
My heart gave a little jump. "Of course, Sir. Please, go ahead." I braced myself for something about the strange events at the Serpent's Kiss, something I might have done wrong.
"Have you ever been to a club before?"
The question was so utterly unexpected it took a moment to register. A club? I ran through a mental catalogue of my uneventful life.
