Chapter 235: Talking it out with Atalanta

Nathan offered a faint smile in return, though his thoughts were elsewhere. The hall buzzed with laughter and song, but he couldn't shake the sensation of being watched.

A particular gaze burned into him.

He resisted the urge to turn his head, knowing all too well whose eyes followed him.

Kassandra of Troy.

The princess sat at the far end of the room, her posture regal yet detached from the revelry around her.

From the moment he returned, her eyes were on him. The intensity of her gaze was unsettling, but Nathan couldn't decipher her intent. He had never spoken to her before, not once since his arrival at Troy. Her sudden interest puzzled him, especially because it seemed tied to his recent victory.