“Who is she?” I asked him the moment he walked back through the door. I was sitting in the chair near the open shutters. Watching out from the side of the castle.
Refusing to watch the rest of the interactions in the Training Gardens.
“Her name is Tanya.”
“I didn’t ask her name.” I said a bit waspishly. Looking at him sideways.
He took off his long-tailed overcoat. Setting it atop the table. He paused there, his hands still on it as he sent me a quizzical look. “Am I missing something?”
“Such as what?” I turned on him fully.
“Such as whatever is causing that note in your voice.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I dismissed. “Are you going to answer my question?”
His hand dropped to his side and his stance levelled as he eyed me. “I had two sisters and a mother. I kn
