*Odette*
"I couldn't believe it," Marla mutters as she bustles around the kitchen. She's come inside, wanting to tend to my injuries while Lupo sees to the horse. "Just couldn't believe it. First you run off and attack that man. Then Mr. Tempest." Her blue eyes widen as she holds up an ice pick. "I thought he was going to kill him."
"I wouldn't have blamed him if he had. I can't abide someone abusing animals." I say.
Marla kneels in front of the icebox, chipping off some ice, and places it on a linen cloth. "I've never seen anyone so furious. Or so frightened."
"Frightened? Tempest? I doubt anything frightens him." I mumble.
Marla peers up at me. "You didn't see his face. I think he fancies you."
I start to laugh off the words, but then I think of the kiss, feeling my cheeks grow war
