Junia's pov
I received another letter from my father.
He wants to attack from Ashmaris's chamber and in the process of the attack he wants me to distract Ashmaris or render him useless before the plan is carried out.
So I decided to sabotage the plans by making Ashmaris stay within the dining chamber, that way when they attack Ashmaris would be able to defend himself and I won't get involved.
"What are you thinking about?" Ashmaris asked, I heard the clattering of his cutlery against the plates. "You seems to be carried away by thought"
I lifted my head and our eyes met, "No I wasn't"
"You have been silent" He says as he carries his cup to his lips, his eyes on me. "Can I know what you are thinking about?"
"It is nothing," I replied to him, averting my gaze. He knew something was bothering me or did he suspect already.
"Tell me" he pushed, his words were calm.
