LYANNA'S POV
"No."
I frowned at Xander's answer.
"No?" I asked with a frown, and he sighed.
"No, Lyanna. It's too risky. You're not in good shape for that right now; it isn't safe for you," Xander tried to explain, but his words only served to upset me even more.
I folded my arms across my chest and pinned him with a glare as I spoke.
"Okay, look here, YOUR MAJESTY, I'm the only one around here who gets to decide what is and isn't good enough for me, just like I'M the only one who can tell what I am and am not in good shape for. You hear me? Or do I need to translate?"
I made sure to keep my voice, as well as my head's expression, cold and hard enough to show him just how serious I was. I wanted to show him that I wasn't ready to back down on this issue and that, as far as this topi
