Cynthia Frost watched quietly from not far away. When she saw Miles Ellison appear, she clenched her fists.
Why would he come in here alone?
She'd informed Miles, but it wasn't so he could come here to die!
Miles walked over to Maverick Knight's side. He saw Aurora Blaine, gravely wounded, but didn't see Cynthia.
Miles's face was frosty, a fire raging in his chest.
Rosalind Thorne knew Miles and Aurora were childhood friends who grew up together.
All these years, Miles still hadn't managed to win Aurora's heart. Ridiculous.
"You like her?" Rosalind asked.
Miles didn't answer.
Rosalind took his silence as admission. "If you like her, why didn't you fight for her? I heard she was supposed to be your fiancée, and someone snatched her at the wedding in front of everyone. She lost face, and you still chose to bless them? Young Master, you truly are merciful. If you had been a bit more firm, no one else would've had a chance to cut in."
