what those silver scars on your back are from.” I hold my breath, waiting for the answer, waiting for him to say anything that might let me in. Even from twenty feet away, I can see him tense. “Why do you want to know?” My grip tightens on the pommel scales. I instinctively knew the scars were private, but his reaction says there’s more to them than just a painful memory. “Why don’t you want to tell me?” Sgaeyl startles, then launches into the air, leaving Tairn and me behind. “Are you pushing for a reason?” Tairn asks. “Can you give me one not to?” “He cares for you. That’s already hard
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Enemies to lovers
