Meanwhile, while Skye was training at the guild, Selene was eating lunch with her father. And like most other days they both sat in silence.
But Selene's mind was anything but quiet. Her thoughts were only on the Anderson's and she found herself playing with her food more than eating it. Had her family really been the bad guys? The book said they were, the book said the Barron's were savages from the north bent on control.
She stole a look up to her sick father and she let that thought settle into her mind. Control. That's all her father ever wanted. Control, security, a future.
Selene didn't realize it, but now she was staring at her father, deep in her thoughts. Deep enough to where her father had to wave his hand in front of her face. “Selene."
She snapped out of it and looked up
