in an old cave.
The old cave had long lost its warmth, if it had ever possessed any in the first place, and the moment Zenobius stepped inside, the air itself seemed to change with hostility.
He looked around and scoffed. "What is the meaning of this, Queen Serpent?" he asked sharply, and yet Sofia only smiled in satisfaction like someone who had been waiting for this exact moment.
She walked further into the cave, her fingers brushing against the rough stone as if she owned the place, her gaze sweeping around with open approval before settling back on him. "You can fool everyone," she said, "but not me."
Zenobius raised a brow, already feeling the headache forming at the back of his head, and for a second he wondered if pushing her into the wall immediately would save him time. "What is it you want exactly?" he asked, forcing calm into his voice even though his patience was hanging by a thread.
Sofia did not hesitate. "How did your daughter become the Prime Lord's mate?"
