“Yes, and you are disgusting. Wipe your mouth.” She replied with enough snark to make me flush.
“A bitchy centaur… and here I thought I had seen it all. Now, if you are done being an ass, I will finish my food.” I snapped back.
Arsen, an elf with long white hair that was pulled into a half bun while the rest flowed down his back, and his piercing silver eyes were outlined by a scar on his chiseled face that is very similar to mine, had busted out laughing again at the interactions between her and me.
“You two will learn to get along eventually. After you eat, I would like to take you for a walk. The goddess would like a word.” He never left the room, but those were his last words before turning away in silence.
I quickly gulped down the last bits of my coffee and pancakes. Slowly, I
