Not the way I would have expected people to act around a violent butcher. And no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t get the picture of Tillia and the Guardian leaning on each other out of my head. I liked Tillia. She’d been nothing but kind and respectful since I’d arrived in Turah. If there was a person in this kingdom I wanted to trust, it was her. She cared for the Guardian. Maybe she was even in love with him. She didn’t seem like the type to love an evil man.
