Watching Freya dump the dinner on the floor, Elora stepped closer and lifted her hand to strike her, but she restrained it. “Didn't I warn you not to try this? Are you going nuts?” she pushed her backward. "Fine, I will prepare another supper for you; just think of me as a lifesaver," she continued, preparing to depart when Arthur drew her back.
She swallowed saliva, knowing that he was so incensed that his eyes had become golden-orange.
“What has come over you? I mean, who do you think you are?” His voice reverberated across the room.
She glanced around. She really despises it when he asks her such a question. How would she explain to him that she is an assassin seeking vengeance? "As I said, consider me a lifesaver."
“That's rubbish!” he yelled, pulling her arm backward. “Do you know
