I'm really really really going to be ok

The man was insufferable, even when she did exactly what was asked, he didn’t seem entirely pleased with it. Not that she’d been looking for an atta boy from him, but she thought to herself despite how good looking the man was, he acted a bit like he’d been sucking on a lemon. She watched as the ring fell to the ground and Tiberius picked it up.

Lyric looked at the ring in her hand, then back at him. She knew better than to refuse a gift, especially one like this. With a slight nod, she slipped the ring onto her finger. Thank you," she said, her tone neutral. She looked back at her family and the approaching footmen, preparing herself for another round of niceties and veiled threats. Her father wasn’t worried about what Tiberius had been up to, only what she may or may not have said in the time she’d had away from their gaze.

Is everything OK, we were uh…. He looked from Tiberius and back to Lyric. Lyric did her best not to roll her eyes, but she was only semi-successful. She could see the vein in her father’s forehead looked like it was going to burst. Everything is fine Emeric. Using her father’s given name instead of calling him father had been a slight slip, but then what did it matter if Tiberius was given the impression she didn’t get along with her father, she didn’t have to like her parents to go along with their plan and ensure that Lyric’s family remained safe.