Chapter Forty-One: WHO IS THE SACRIFICE? “Hey!” I called out to Radcliff who was quiet when we got back, his whole body slumped and stretched on the sofa, his shirt was almost open on the chest area. “We need to talk.” “As you may have noticed, dear Aria, I am not in the best shape to hold a conversation right now, you may try to ask me another time.” he smiled at me tiredly. “Could you brew a cup of tea?” “Do I look like your maid?” I crossed my arms against my chest. “Did I say you were?” his eyebrows rose. “I am asking you as a friend.” “Did I say you were a friend?” “Oh come on, please? This is the first time I have asked a favour from you. Except for this whole ordeal, I am just weary and I have gotten quite comfortable in this chair to get up. My feet and ankles are aching and

