☉DANIKA
I stood on the tips of my toes and stared right into his eyes, hoping that he would at least see or understand some of the rage that I felt in me. No such luck. His own eyes were narrowed and full of contempt as he regarded me.
“What?” he asked. I didn’t bother replying, I just whirled back and stormed to the desk again, searching for nothing in particular.
He trailed after me, his metal-sounding footfalls heavy and slightly muffled under his weight. “Is there some reason that you should be here in my study, Danika? I know for a fact that you’ve never been much interested in the history books. Or any books for that matter.”
“Oh,” I snarled. “And suddenly, you know everything about me again.”
Finarfen only gave me a look that I thought he had long lost. It was a look that he ga
