Wilfred's eyes bulged.
“I’m about to do that now,” I added, tilting my head with a challenging smile.
His gaze danced between me and Ravenna, torn, then finally shook his head.
“I’ll be outside,” he muttered quickly and hurried away.
Ravenna snickered behind me, proud and amused. I sighed, rubbing at my temple.
“You should get some rest,” she said, standing. “Sleep, maybe. I’m sure you’ve not had dinner. I can go make you something to eat.”
“I’m not hungry,” I murmured, sitting back on the bed.
“Remember what I told you. No matter what kind of problem you have, food makes it smaller.”
“Definitely not this kind of problem, Rave. Food can’t shrink this even if I eat a nation’s portion.”
“I’ll make you something,” she insisted, stubborn as always.
I gave up with a groan. “Since you
