Chapter 6
“Life can seriously suck. Here we are, just running from some cranky draheim, minding our own business and then, BAM. The past rears its ugly head and smacks you across the face. And then laughs for good measure.” ~ Myanin
Myanin sat just inside the mouth of the cave, her dark eyes staring into the flickering flames of the fire. The dancing light painted the stone walls with shadows, making the space feel both intimate and suffocating. She hated closed-in spaces. Ever since her punishment before she was banished, anything that made her feel trapped was a trigger for her. But she wasn’t about to admit that to anyone. The last thing she needed was people thinking they’d found a c***k in Myanin's armor. She swallowed hard as the events of the day and all that had happened seem to
