"You're from the Order," I said, trying to remain calm.
Unlike Corvin, this warlock had a menacing air around him. Any careless actions was not an option.
If only I could feel my ice. I chewed the inside of my mouth. I haven't been able to for some time now. I had no idea why I couldn't materialize it, but I had a feeling it had to do with my pregnancy.
I'm vulnerable in the eyes of an enemy; there's nothing I could do. I'm terrified.
"He did get to you first." He conceded.
"So what if he did? I wouldn't have known there were rats in my kingdom."
Not a very smart move, Eloise!
He snorted before barking into a full-blown laugh. As he indulged himself in whatever amused him, I veered my gaze to the door.
It was locked from the outside. I had no idea how he did it, but I'm trapped here with him.
"A rat?"
"What do you call unwanted things?" I countered. "Here you are, in a place you're not wanted. You cannot expect me to welcome pests with open—"
