Her lips pressed into a line.
Aislinn stood in the hall across from her. Those violet eyes of hers swept over Rache once again, judging, as if she could see every single weakness and secret hidden within her, and found her wanting for it.
It was an incredibly bold position for the woman to take. She seemed unaffected by the fact that Donncahd had humiliated her once already.
Or that she'd been humiliated a second time during that dinner.
...Although Rache had a feeling the hatred reflected in those eyes probably had something to do with the latter.
But it wasn't as if it were all unprovoked.
Aislinn had been cruel and mocking of her - dangerous and indicating she wanted her position - before she'd done a single thing to the woman.
Aislinn saw her as a threat and a usurper for daring to marry Donncahd while simultaneously being a coward who fled at Donncahd's slightest mocking threat. Of course, Rache found Donncahd terrifying too.
