"I don't ever want to speak to you!" Maria yelled at Desdemona. "Not after you've just admitted that you caused him this much harm."
Thoughts of screaming for a nurse or some sort of help rushed through Maria's mind. But somehow, she had the feeling that Desdemona would slither her way out of any trouble that she could conjure, just as she'd slithered her way into here.
"He's an immortal being. Do you really think that my shooting him in the arm and roughhousing him a bit would do him in? He's suffered worse from me when we were in battle training together."
This reminder of who Desdemona was to Alessandro struck Maria like a rock in her chest. They had such a history together, one that she would never understand.
"He truly likes you, I'll tell you that," Desdemona stated in the same b
