Electra's POV
I forced my expression into something composed, even though the fire burning inside me begged to be unleashed.
Every fiber of my being wanted to lash out, to rip Hunter Vale's arrogance apart, but I knew better than to let my emotions dictate my actions—not here, not in an enemy's house.
Instead, I turned my attention to the older man seated opposite us, the noble who had opened his doors to my so-called uncle.
"Before we get into why I'm here," I said smoothly, tilting my head slightly, "I think it's only fair that you introduce yourself first. I don't believe we've had the pleasure of meeting before."
The older man let out a deep chuckle, his amusement irritating me for reasons I couldn't quite pinpoint. "Oh, but we have met before, Your Highness," he corrected rather arrogantly. "You were much younger at the time, so it's understandable that you wouldn't remember me."
