☉DANIKA
Fergal stepped out of the shade, my arrow clutched in one hand.
“I don’t think you had intended to, but you shot this. At my heart.” He narrowed his eyes at the arrowhead, then turned to me and shrugged with a smile.
He was smiling, as if everything was alright. But I was so close to breaking, and Finarfin was gone. I was all alone in these woods. All the pain, everything—
Fergal smiling was the last thing I wanted to see right now. I was not sure how I wanted to react, but from the very minute when the words, “Master Archer… so Finarfin was not bat mad after all,” escaped his lips, I knew that I had had enough.
I closed the gap between us in an instant and swiped my hand at his face. Fergal reeled back, his head bowed from the shock of my slap, not the force of it.
“I… I exp
