Yesi
Aaron nodded at me as I stepped on the field, the corners of his mouth upturned in a confident smirk, while his opponent averted their eyes, looking ashamed. Ali had paused from their pushups to stand and greet me; their familiar, a red fox, had been lounging on their back while they completed the exercise, and he hopped off and sat on his haunches beside his witch.
“Yesi,” Ali began, their eyes filled with regret. “I am so sorry. I spoke without thinking. It wasn’t my intention to hurt you… But I’ll understand if you want a new head of security.”
I shook my head, a small smile teasing my lips. “No, that isn’t what I want. I need to surround myself with people I trust--people who aren’t afraid to speak their mind. You lacked a little tact; that’s not a crime. Please don’t beat your
