Elowen's POV
He looked at me for a moment without answering. The storm pressed against the window behind him and the dim light caught the edge of his face and gave nothing away.
Then he said, "That has nothing to do with anything. Listen. Eventually, you'll outgrow your infatuation and as long as you recognise me as your elder, I will naturally care for you."
Thunder rolled through the room. I pulled the quilt tighter and my palms went cold.
After a moment I looked up at him. "You could still care for me either way…"
His eyes narrowed. "Are you determined to court death?"
His voice had an edge again. Not the hollow coldness from the music room. Something sharper, something that had to be drawn out. I had spent enough time reading him to know that anger was better than nothing.
"If y
