Chapter 21October 15th, Sunday Morning
After watching her sit there for a minute I felt stupid. Sure, Trisha was a friend but how much could you expect any friend to take? For a lot of people what I just told her was no different than admitting that I was a serial murderer or something. The necromancy made me a monster. How can you be friends with a monster? I got up and her eyes widened. Great, I thought, I've terrified, her. I held out my hands.
"I'm not going to hurt you or anything. I'm just going."
Trisha shook her head. "No. You're not. Sit down, Ravyn."
Her tone was calm. I hated it but I wondered if she was going to call the Inquisition on me. But if she was then why make me stay? She could wait for me to leave and then call.
"Please," she said softly.
I sat back down and loo
