Tharion frowned slightly at Thalina's odd question, but he quickly shrugged and focused back on the book.
His blue eyes scanned the pages with a serious expression, brows furrowing as if he were trying to decipher an ancient relic.
Thalina, who had been silently praying for the book to magically combust, felt her heart sink. This was it. The end. He was going to find something he shouldn't, and then she'd be doomed!
Then, to her utter confusion, Tharion's serious expression suddenly twitched. His lips curled, his shoulders trembled, and then—
Pfft.
A low chuckle escaped him, then another, until he was grinning like a madman.
Thalina, still drowning in distress, gawked at him. What's so funny!?
Tharion lifted his blue gaze, amusement twinkling in his eyes as he flashed her a teasing smile. "Why do you have an entire book written about me, love?"
His tone was pure mockery, dripping with self-satisfaction.
Thalina froze. What?
