“I’ve never petrified before.” Apollo blinked in genuine surprise. “Why?” Tem crossed her arms, suddenly embarrassed. When she didn’t answer, Apollo prompted her. “Are you afraid to do so?” “No,” said Tem firmly. He furrowed his brow at her tone. “I see. In that case, why have you refrained?” “Caspen won’t teach me.” “And why not?” “He doesn’t want me to kill anyone,” Tem grumbled. The barest flash of amusement brightened Apollo’s eyes. “You sound disappointed. Do you dream of being a killer?”
I YEARN TO PETRIFY
