Denera
"How the f**k did this happen?!" Rockan’s voice boomed, his lips twisted in a furious scowl as he strode towards me. The veins in his neck stood out, pulsing with barely contained rage.
I flinched, my tired body still recovering from the earlier attack. The torn fabric of the attacker’s cloak felt heavy in my hand, a tangible reminder of the violence that had just happened to me.
Rockan's eyes blazed with a mixture of rage and concern as he looked at me, his gaze lingering on the cut on my arm. "You were supposed to be safe within the castle walls!" he snapped. "I should never have allowed you to go out alone."
I opened my mouth to apologize, to try and explain, but the words caught in my throat. Fear gripped me at the sight of his uncontrolled anger - I had never seen him this
