conversing quietly with Diermont. A private conversation, no doubt. All the more reason to eavesdrop on the two. Some of her senses were super acute and her hearing was one of them.
“Was it necessary to bring so many females?” Modez was asking Diermont. “We are here to make war, not to entertain ourselves with frivolous pursuits.”
“My mate’s place is with me and she will be provided all the comforts of home, including her ladies,” Diermont said in response.
“But the danger—”
Diermont cut Modez off with a wave of his hand. “I expect no more trouble from the Romans, but if they should try to strike against us, it will be a simple matter to evacuate our females.”
“That may be true, but the females will get in our way and make it more difficult for the rest of us to do our jobs properly.”
“I don’t see it as a problem, but I will be sure to instruct them to leave you alone. Should any of them prove too troublesome, I will send them away.”
“You can start with that one.” Modez’s silver eyes locked with Kiera’s violet ones as he gestured in her direction. “I don’t think I can tolerate much more of her.”
Kiera was taken aback by the hostility in his gaze. He insulted her with the most undeserving comments and she had done nothing to plague the male, at least not yet. He had no idea what was coming to him.
The prince appeared surprised by the vehemence in Modez’s words. “What, you mean Kiera? What has she done to offend you?” Diermont asked. “The girl is related to my mate, you understand. If there is a problem with Kiera, I will handle it.”
“She is a disgrace. A weak, helpless chit. She has no respect for her betters, no gratitude whatsoever.”
So Modez was annoyed she hadn’t fallen to his feet in adulation for “saving” her. Stashing her in that closet wasn’t an act worth of gratitude and she wasn’t going to kiss his ass for it.
“She will learn obedience now that I have control of her. She but lacks the proper training.”
“I wouldn’t waste my time on a mongrel. There are hundreds of ladies of better breeding eager to serve the House of Halloran. Any of them would have been more suited to the position.”
A mongrel . Kiera balled her fists, wanting so badly to strike that contemptuous look off his face. She felt so much anger but she quelled it. She refused to let him know that his words bothered her.
“Other ladies would be more suited, that is true, but they wouldn’t be nearly as lovely to look at.” Diermont’s lecherous gaze fell on Kiera. “Despite her bad blood, Kiera is by far one of the most beautiful creatures I’ve laid eyes on. She gets her looks from Snotti’s side of the family.”
Kiera gasped when she heard the outrageous compliment coming from Diermont’s lips. It seemed to confirm her suspicion that the prince had an improper interest in her. It made her skin crawl. Modez’s reaction to Diermont’s statement was one of disbelief. Obviously he couldn’t comprehend the prince’s appreciation of her attributes, and he wouldn’t, since he thought her a mongrel. The anger boiled inside her as she thought of Modez, making her feel she would combust into flames. He was a conceited highborn jerk and she would make him pay.
Modez’s regard became speculative. “In that case, why bother to clothe her? The Romans keep their servants naked.”
Oh, that fuckball nob really pissed her off. She was a lady-in-waiting, not a freaking servant or slave.
“Snotti wouldn’t approve of public nudity.” Diermont’s fangs protruded, showing his excitement. “Now slaves are a different manner, but Kiera is a lady.”
Modez snorted and his lips curved into a smirk. “Barely.”
“Besides, I prefer private viewings. If you like, you may join me the next time the girl is bred. I make it a point to personally witness notable events. You will develop some appreciation for the girl then.”
Kiera exhaled in a sharp burst as