Warlock Ch 376. Permission is Overrated
Selena hesitated… but nodded and drank.
Damian finally asked, his voice lower now, "Did you sleep at all?"
She shook her head slightly. "A little."
He watched her fingers twitch. Watched how she didn't meet his eyes, how her posture forced calmness.
There was something she wanted to say.
He could feel it.
But she was holding it in.
They all ate slowly after that. Between bites of spiced pork and the soft sweetness of warm mana-bread, the conversation returned to safer topics. Mostly. Council movements. Mage patrol patterns. The usual updates. Selena said little, just listening, watching.
Eventually, Cassius set his utensils down and spoke into the air. "Two days left, huh?"
Selena flinched—barely, but enough that Damian noticed.
Cassius's voice wasn't unkind. Just matter-of-fact. "That's how long your father gave you and your brother, right?"
Selena didn't reply.
Victoria looked at Damian. "You planning to do anything about that?"
