Celeste
He sat up and rubbed his forehead. “So you didn’t learn from the other day? When the sword knocked you unconscious?”
“I did learn. Which is why I didn’t try to heal myself.” I gave him a wry smile.
“Do I have to lock that sword up?”
“It’s not your sword to lock up. Don’t even think about it.”
“Try me.” His voice dropped. “You keep getting hurt because of it.”
“I don’t want to use it, Darien! But it’s my job. I don’t have a choice, so I might as well learn how it works!“ My voice was climbing. ”And this is your fault! If you were more supportive, I wouldn’t have had to hide in a tower room!”
”MY fault? You knew I’d say no, so you snuck off like a child! That means you knew you were wrong!”
“I shouldn’t have to sneak! Don’t you see the problem?”
The bedroom door cracked open
