“Queens don’t choose easy paths,” I said. “Is that what you’re so afraid of, Lance?” she asked, taking up a fighting stance. “That I’ve chosen the hard path. That I’m going to give up everything to protect you? Hm, sounds familiar.” She lunged, swinging her sword at me with a violent precision that came close to striking my neck. I blocked it with a parry at the last second then shot behind her in a blur, blasting air at her that sent her tumbling to the ground. She gained her feet in an instant, spinning around with a swing of her sword which I ducked back to avoid.
Mom and dad are fighting
