"I see..."
That was the only thing that left my mouth after she introduced herself.
Dorothea's eyes lingered on me for a few seconds longer, her lips curling into a crooked smirk that screamed trouble.
There was something unmistakably devilish in her expression.
She was like a cat who just found a helpless mouse to play with. A mischief danced in her gaze, as if she'd already decided what kind of game she wanted to play.
"You don't look surprised…? That's actually surprising." Her voice carried a teasing lilt, like she was disappointed she didn't get the reaction she hoped for. "I thought for sure you'd be squirming in panic like a little chick. Guess that little scene didn't do it for you, huh?"
Her words dripped with amusement, but I didn't flinch. I met her eyes.
"If you're someone capable of doing something like this... then obviously, I'd have to be prepared to deal with whatever comes next, wouldn't I?"
