"Looks like you didn't need any motivation after all," Caius whispered. His hoarse voice echoed in the enclosed space, his breath hitting her lips.
This was enough to snap her out of it, and Rose pulled away from Caius. It was a crude thing to say. Caius's gaze darkened as she slipped out of his grasp, but he didn't reach out to try to stop her. He just watched her.
Rose scrambled into her clothes, wearing them as fast as she could. She tied the robe around herself before she bowed and fled the room without another word. She had expected Caius to say something else or threaten her as he usually did to try to stop her from leaving, but he did none of that, and she wasn't about to question his decision.
