*Gravestone*
“You did what?!" I asked when Bel had informed me what she had done the previous day. We were in her room, where we could discuss the matter at our leisure without worrying anyone or compromising her reputation. So I could tell her to her dumb face exactly what I thought of her dumb plan. “That was so dumb in so many ways I don't even know where to begin!"
“What?" she asked defensively while pouting like an eight-year-old. “I had my father and the guards there for when she went for my throat, so I was never in any danger."
“She still could have killed you! And then what would I-w, what would your father and people do?"
She looked at me expectantly, before rising from the bed and walking up to me. All the while Addicus' words played through my head. If she was my “fated ma
