“Calm down Lycur, I was merely preventing an unfortunate accident. You should be careful, next time I might not be there to protect them. I’ll see you at the trials.” His voice is ice-cold. I am certain that if there is a next time, it won’t be an accident. Before either of us can respond, he is gone, moving in the shadows down the hall. The guards move back cautiously, watching, as Lycur slowly stands upright again, his shoulders tense and his fists clenched.
“Are you OK? Did he hurt you?”
“No, he didn’t hurt me, but we need to go.” Even though I am shaken, I still need to relieve myself, more so now after the fright. We move quickly and silently, seeking the safety of our chamber. Lycur holds my hand tightly in his; I can feel the tension coursing through him as he holds me up. We are
