"There are so many misunderstandings here." Leofric cleared his throat and rubbed his neck, the same one Primrose had been choking for over ten minutes. "I let an assassin hunt you on purpose because I wanted you to understand your ability better."
Primrose clenched her teeth and balled her fists at her sides, fighting the urge to grab him by the throat again until he couldn't speak for a week.
Not that it would kill him anyway. Just like Edmund, Leofric's skin was infuriatingly tough, and even after she'd choked him for so long, he hadn't so much as gasped for air.
If anything, her own hands had started to hurt from holding him that tightly.
Maybe she could try using her mind-control ability again, but she didn't want to mess around with something that dangerous. Besides, she was only annoyed and furious at Leofric, not aiming to kill him, at least not right this second.
