Junia's pov
"Ashmaris?" I called, Ashmaris had his back at me. He was shirtless, his horns were out and his markings were glowing molten. He is standing near his balcony.
I stepped further into his study and called his name again. "Ashmaris? Are you okay?"
"Leave"
I frowned, is that what he had to say after he didn't even show up at the dinner and deceiving into believing that he would come.
"Are you serious Ashmaris, you didn't even apologize for wasting my time? And you are asking me to leave"
"Junia, I won't ask you again to leave" He said, he sounds like he is trying to hold in his anger or something more.
"So no explanation? Okay I will leave. It is fine that you let me in to say it in my face." I retorted, I am so furious and embarrassed. "And do not expect me to come to you any time you want! Because this is just the beginning of me—"
"Junia, leave right now. Don't make me use the guards."
