She chocked badly on the rabbit she was enjoying. Rosamund had wanted to slowly savor the rabbit that Aleksander had grilled for her, which oddly enough, made her a bit giddy. But all it took from him was one sentence and it turned the juicy rabbit into a dry branch. Aleksander held out the leather water bottle they had with them during their trip. Rosamund drank from it as if she had been thirsty for a long, long time. The water never tasted better. Rosamund knew she was stalling, unable to meet the eyes that were currently drilling holes in the side of her face. She tried her best to calmly handle the situation.
“What do you mean by that?” the best way to divert an answer is to ask a question. This tactic was something she learned from experience of being the Chief Interrogator for yea
