And there it is.
Kicked right in the guts.
The Ty clan again.
It’s always the Ty clan.
Damn it. I really hate it when he’s right. I’ve deliberately ignored them for as long as possible, I can’t stall any longer. Damn it, damn it, damn it. Ever since Lycur stepped down, after my father’s death, I have worked hard to solidify my place as War Chief. I had to fight just for the right to even compete in the trials. The last thing I want is to have to deal with them. No good has ever come from the Ty clan.
I remain silent.
“Lyva, you know I’m right.” He prods and my temper starts to rise. My face warms and I lock my jaw stubbornly.
“Lyva?” He just won’t quit. I feel a pain in my rear and turn on the cause of it with breakneck speed.
“Yes! You’re right. Happy now? Gods, Ermin, so
