Chapter 57: Scheming Novikovs (1)

As soon as Sasha entered her chambers, she collided with Boris, who wasted no time grabbing her by the shoulders and gently pushing her away to create some distance. The intensity in his eyes contrasted sharply with her startled expression, which slowly gave way to curiosity and a hint of annoyance. "I saw you at the archery range with the dragoness," Boris stated, his voice devoid of emotion. Sasha's eyes narrowed as she raised an eyebrow at him, still processing his sudden appearance in her room. "And what exactly brings you into my quarters?" she asked, her tone laced with both sarcasm and curiosity. She brushed off her clothes as though they'd been sullied by the mere contact with Boris, before casually walking past him to sit on her bed, trying to maintain an air of nonchalance. Boris's coffee-brown eyes flickered with a mix of disdain and something darker as he turned to face her fully. "Yulia doesn’t like her," he muttered, as if that statement alone should mean something pr