C35 A Night in Marvale Élysée

“Hm, this must not have happened to someone else,” Ana said, her eyebrows twitching slightly as curiosity flickered in her gaze.

“I didn’t say it was me,” Cleopatra shot back instantly, her fingers curling nervously around her knees as a faint flush spread across her cheeks.

Ana’s grin widened, sharp and teasing, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Oh, come on. I know it’s you