"You are behaving no better than the rest of your nobles," she spat. "You do not feel anything other than anger. You are a shell of the person you once were! Not someone I would call a friend."
As I stalked towards her, my view was obstructed. Mikhail had leapt between us in hopes to diffuse the situation. Unfortunately for him, he now stood between two women who weren't known for standing down. And Viorica had decided to lash out first. It was only right that I returned the favor.
Crossing my arms, I probed, "What is it you truly wish to say to me? Go on, as you said, we have not spoken since that night in Petrich. Surely you have much to say to me. Do you too wish to call me a monster? Like all those nobles you claim to hate."
Viorica took a step back, her eyebrows raised. I
