#Chapter102 Anxious

Violet I glanced at Theodore, nothing that one of the lawyers had left. Theodore was looking at me with concern in his eyes. I shook my head, looking away. I was worried for nothing. Anxious, but I knew this feeling. It was the same feeling that told me to duck when a rogue was about to leap out of the bushes and maul me, but why? Why now. Realistically, Lucas was probably just expecting Owen to rule in his favor using whatever nonsense he could manage just short of royal decree. Owen couldn't be seen to be snatching a noble's territory less the entire country rise up against him. He wouldn't be that stupid, that much was certain. But the thought did nothing to ease this creeping suspicion that there was something lurking beneath the surface, something I might have missed. My fingers tapped nervously on the armrest, my gaze drifting over the decorations in the room up to the tapestry hanging from the wall, bearing the country's emblem. “What if I overlooked something?” I aske