My anger burns deep. How dare Tahr give me away? Mikael trailed behind me and Betty until I made it very clear that if Mikael touched me again, I would cut off his thing. I pointed right at it so he understood exactly what my hands were saying. I meant it too. And after I cut his thing off, Tahr's would be the next one on the chopping block.

The damned dragon.

I didn't even want Betty touching me and I shrugged her off when she tried to comfort me. I went to my old, ...