Marisoll
Cairn was driving me insane, he had been so incredibly sweet towards me, so I did not understand this turn of events.
Cairn’s crude words towards me as he sauntered past earned him a cuff round the head from mystic Zerena who snapped, “do not be so vulgar.”
“Just being honest, my lady,” he smirked, and blocked the next hit that came his way, Cynthia put her hand to her head in exasperation and said, “just get going will you before we start a battle of our own right here.”
It was like Cairn felt nothing, he did not seem to care who he upset nor did our calling him names or hitting him seem to bother him, he was made of steel and I wondered if he even had a heart.
I shoved past him, making him stumble.
“f***k! Calm down, darling,” he laughed.
“Don’t you dare darling me,”
