DEXTERA
I cursed under my breath and snapped my head away, mortified at myself after staring long enough to inscribe the details of his two hundred and seventy bone in the depth of my mind.
Good goddess, what the hell did I just walk into?
“Staring like that, do you want it in you?” Thor's cold voice snapped me out of my frozen state.
Terrified, I raised my gaze to his face, and I could swear his blue eyes held a mocking glint. Is he planning something? Some sort of punishment? Is he planning to behead me? No! I need to live. I've not had my revenge on the whole of Bisclaveret for what they did to me yet.
Flashes of the young maid who was reported to have been beheaded by Thor on the day I arrived the servant's wing filled my mind and the thought that I would be next in the next few s
