"What did you just say?"
Cain pinched the bridge of his nose as he tried to suppress the rising headache that was coming over him.
"You heard me you lil bastard! How did you find I am the daughter of the Duchess!"
Anna eyes burned with indignation and anger. She was laying her cards out on the table yet Cain wasn't forthcoming. Was she wrong about him?
Cain blinked again, slower this time, as if it would help his brain process what he had just heard.
"You think I knew?" he finally said "I had my own reasons for asking..."
Anna's eyes widened. Her breath caught as the implications of his words sank in.
She stepped back as if struck, hand coming up to cover her mouth.
"Oh my god," she whispered. "You really didn't know...?"
Cain tilted his head and Anna could tell from his steady gaze that he was telling the truth. The fury building in her fizzled out, replaced with dawning horror.
