“Who was that?!” Balin demands as Aldon and Idril take off after Damion.
“I – No one!” I feel alarmed. “He was just talking to me.”
Balin grabs my upper arm in an excruciatingly tight hold, giving me a violent shake, “Tell me the truth!”
“I am!” I wrench my arm back, feeling both angry and just a little terrified of him. “Why would I lie about something like that?!”
The look in his eyes makes my blood go cold and my voice is steadier now, “I just met him. I gave him my food because he looked hungry. That is it.”
Perhaps it’s my cool tone which makes him relax.
He lets go of me and I let out a breath of relief. I don’t know what’s his problem but I take a step back from him.
His eyes narrow, “What was his name?”
I open my mouth to tell him but something stops me. Maybe it’s irritati
