#Chapter 229 - Faiza

The woman raises her chin at me and jerks it towards the door, placing her hands solidly on her hips. “Let’s go, kiddo.” “Excuse me,” Rafe says, his shoulders lowered in aggression as he slowly gets to his feet. “Would you like to explain who the hell you are?” “Oh,” the woman says, giving a slow and pleased smile as her eyes move to Rafe. “I wasn’t aware that crown princes responded to the moniker ‘kiddo.’” Her smile deepens as Rafe rankles. “But unfortunately, I wasn’t talking to you.” She moves her eyes back to me as I just…stare at her. “Up,” she says, her foot lashing out and giving my chair a kick. “Time for your lessons, Clark.” “But,” I say, fumbling for my schedule. “I’ve got…espionage scheduled? Until chemistry this afternoon?” “Yah,” she says, her face spreading into a bright grin. “That’s what I’m here for.” “But –“ “Enough questions,” she sighs, reaching out and wrapping a hand around my upper arm, giving me a tug that pulls me stumbling to my feet. But the