Bab 34: I'm not like you

Cass barely knocked on the door as he pushed open the door to her office. He'd swept in, surprising everyone after ignoring them for a full week, but he was finally done. 

He had to put a stop to this lunacy or he was going to have another 'magical meltdown'.

Lady Fiona, who had been diligently working away at her desk, blinked, taking her glasses off as Cass stormed in with a sour look on his face. His back was straight, his clothing in perfect condition, and not a silver hair was out of place. Lady Fiona looked much the same. 

Ever the appearance of a capable, powerful heroine, she sat at a wooden desk not so unfamiliar to his own. Only her stacks were quite a bit smaller than the ones on his, and her room had a more muted floral tone to it. 

"Lord Cassian. I didn't expect to see you today." Lady Fiona said. She didn't sound hopeful, or even upset. She sounded neutral. Cass knew why.