51 The kitten and the box
The box on Vin’s lap jingles as their carriage runs over the grooves of the road. She fingers the scratch on her hand from her fall.
Bullies. Those wolves at the shops were bullies. She felt embarrassed at her powerlessness in the situation - she had no power strength or station above those bullies.
What's more, is how I see Aleric now. He has always been so intimidating, but seeing him stand up for me felt nice. She needed to love him for survival, but at times like this she almost wanted to love him.
She glances at him, his arms folded as he leans back against the wall.
She stared at him a little longer. Those arms were rippling with muscles that could lift me easily and ...
A red blush spreads across her face as she takes her gaze to the forest. Who am
