Danielle's nose flared, anger coursing over the wrinkles on her face as she glared at Cassius who was smirking. He was going to die yet why with the confidence?
Cassius was an enigma as he seemed as though he knew everything but is he really? He was on the losing end, bleeding with his wounds unable to heal. His smile and smirk, and even his taunts all seemed too much like an act so he could buy as much time as he could so the wounds would be healed.
True, why would she believe his words? Over her own King who had given this power to her and made her live longer?
All she wanted was to break the pact and Cassius had swayed her into thinking that he had a way of helping her but he wouldn't say anything. He wouldn't help and he was most possibly lying.
