He wasn’t wrong. I didn’t want to be alone with him, but I also didn’t want to keep waiting for him to make his move. He had no chance of kidnapping me tonight, not when the woods were full of wolves.
“Amelia, join the guards,” I said quietly. “I’ll let you know if I need help.”
“If you have to shout for my help, it’ll be too late,” Amelia said anxiously. “Don’t do this.”
“It’s all right. I know what I’m doing.” At least, I hope I did.
Furious, she stomped away, but she turned and stared at me. If Morven tried to move any closer to me, she would strike.
“She’ll be able to hear you, you know.”
“No. She won’t. Sound muting charm, but don’t worry. It’s only affective at a certain decimal. If you shout, she will still hear you.”
I stared at him. “I’m supposed to take your word for it?”
