'And also, don't forget to use your words accordingly, alright.'
Her knees gave up, and she plopped back down like a sack of potatoes that just remembered it had unpaid taxes.
He wasn't just talking. He was threatening her. Clear, deliberate, and sharp. And not only that—Rae wanted her to know.
If he wanted to, he could have pretended to be just another drooling, witless goblin. He could have played along, hidden behind the mask of stupidity the spell gave him.
But he didn't.
He chose to rip that mask off and shove the truth in her face. He wanted her to see exactly who she was dealing with.
And that made this so much worse.
"What the hell is going on?"
She didn't know what his motives were.
She didn't even want to think too hard about it right now.
Honestly, she was more than scared to ask him anything directly.
She felt her stomach twist a little just imagining the look he might give her.
But then again, if she didn't know anything, she couldn't make a plan against it.
