“I’ll be fine,” Rose urged Rune, who had just told her that he needed to meet his mother.
“I can’t help but feel that something might go wrong,” he continued, his worry multiplying as seconds passed.
“Putting the Luna Dowager in her place is necessary,” Rose pointed out. She then got up and walked to the nearest window. “I’m aware that it is silly to claim that I would be perfectly alright. But as much as possible, I am going to stay safe.” She faced him. “I will lock the doors and draw the curtains.”
Rune sighed. “If only my powers were protective.”
“Powers? Oh, never mind.” Rose recalled how he easily zapped them out of places. “Rune, the more you put it off, the worse it gets. Get it done and come back to me.”
His eyes lit up, and he got up from the patterned sofa. “I’ll be quick
