My own twitched into a smile. “How brave you must feel to spit on a chained woman when surrounded by your friends. Let me assure you, boy,” I said, smiling when he sucked in a ragged breath. I had no doubt he was older than me. “I do not need my magic to kill you.” I turned away from him suddenly, my steps continuing forward as I left him forgotten. One day, I’d remember to return the favor he’d shown me. I’d show him how it felt to be unwelcome just for existing. I’d show them all.
