As more heads in the great hall nodded, their gazes shifting between Ethan and Rosalind, Ethan fought to swallow the curse that rose in his throat and struggled to keep his expression neutral.
The young Rosalind he remembered had indeed been a lively, endearing child. For a time, they had been close friends, inseparable even. But had the years truly changed her so much?
— Do you really think you’re a match for me? Know your place and get lost.