Lyra
We stepped into the room but stopped right at the door when I saw someone already there. It was Thorian, with his arms folded and a frown on his face. I could feel the heavy tension as Thorian’s eyes narrowed at Vaelin.
“Where have you been?” Thorian demanded, his tone strong and commanding. “I told you specifically to watch over her, not drag her off wandering through the woods!”
Vaelin moved forward a bit, getting defensive. “That’s not what happened—I was just helping her relax her mind. We didn’t do anything too much.”
Thorian cut him off right away, “You know she’s still healing! And Soren said she needs rest and calm, not some love adventure out in the forest!”
A wave of embarrassment and annoyance hit me. I didn’t need Thorian talking to me like I was a kid. “Thorian, plea
