But in her heart, she wasn't smiling at all.
"After all," Dimitri added, voice laced with irony, "you would do anything for your Highness, wouldn't you?"
Mira stared at him, her lips trembling, but the smug smirk on his face told her he wasn't joking. Not even a little.
"I will do anything for Your Highness, of course," she said, her voice shaky, "but why must I be your bullseye when there are several targets in the training ground? Are you trying to kill me, Your Highness? Just asking me to stand there...it feels like ridicule. In front of your concubines… and the servants watching?" Her words faltered, and a sad expression crossed her face, her shoulders drooping under the weight of humiliation.
