Ivy;
“Ronaar… what are you doing here?” I ask, hearing the obvious fear in my voice as I walk backwards slowly and cautiously.
He takes purposely slow stalking steps as he circles around the outside of the room. His eyes are locked onto me, hungrily as if a predator would eye its prey.
“Why I’ve come for you, of course.” he replies confidently. “To rescue you from your oppressive captor.”
My eyebrows lift as I speak.
“Rescue me? Don’t you mean kidnap me again? I know you plan to kill me, Ronaar.”
He fakes a frown, acting as if he were hurt by my comment.
“I would never harm you.”
“You can cut the crap, Ronaar! I know who you really are and what you want with me.” I snap.
“And what do I want with you?” he asks.
“You want the Sage Guild and it’s army. You seek to hold power over ot
