Zelia
“You are overreacting,” I argue with Jehan’s back as I am still being carried to my cabin. Very ungracefully, I should add. “You men always go on about women making issues from nothing and here you are, doing just that.”
“You are soaked in your own blood,” Jehan disagrees. “This is not overreacting. This is the proper amount of acting.”
“My shoulder will heal and then I will flog both you and Remy for treason,” I lash out indignant.
“This is not treason or mutiny, and you know it.” Jehan chuckles and it fuels my anger.
“Then I will flog you just because I can,” I hiss as Jehan opens my cabin door.
“And there it is,” Jehan laughs as he kicks the door close behind him. “The reason why men call women emotional.”
“This is not emotional, this is anger,” I bicker as Jehan finally sl
