Chantel watched as what she had said registered with Anais. She wondered if the lady would try and jump, but was glad when she turned back around. "So, no more denying who you are then." She said with a look of satisfaction.?

"Oh, and what makes you think he won't? You ran away from him, we believe that he still looking for you, and sooner or later he will know you are here." With a look at where Anais was rubbing.?

?Anais?

“I did not run from him,” Anais snapped. Her voice slightly elevated. They had no idea how much it hurt when Draven never came for her. When he didn’t come for her.

?She sighed closing her eyes to calm herself...push back the pain and tears. Steady her breathing. “I simply decided I was done the lies and deceit and half trues. And I never denied who I am. Just because you think I did does not make it true.”

Anais came back to sit in the chair then. She crossed her legs demurely at the ankle and placed her hands in her lap. “So I am here as bait for Lord Draven. You are hoping that once he either knows I’m here that he will come for. I am telling you that you are wasting both my time and your own. I have it on good authority that Lord Phillips has know of my arrival in Europe the minute I touched down in Paris. That was over four months ago. He did not come for me his pregnant betrothed then and he will not come for me now. So if it’s money you seek, You will have better luck with my brother Mecal. No matter I have my own and if you would be so kind to please tell me what your preferred method of payment is. I can have funds transferred into your accounts posthaste. I am not feeling well and I would like to spend the upcoming evening tucked snuggly within the warmth of my bed. Not tied uncomfortably to your.”

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