<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99">Ayla nodded, her mouth dry. She was more shaken up about how badly this situation could have gone than by what had actually happened or the words that were said, for the time being. She was too busy inwardly cursing herself for giving up information, and attacking someone in public, though Lucian didn’t seem to phased by that, at least not here, while they were still in public. Either way, she was dreading going back home.</span>