“What good would it do, anyway? From the looks of him, he’d only laugh. Osborn seemed to be pleased by her growing unease. As if he grew stronger from her fear. Then she just wouldn’t be afraid of him. Ha! Impossible. Her first, and really her only, instinct had been to shrink away from him, and shield herself with the water. And she wasn’t exactly getting the reaction she wanted from him—to back away from her. Still, she wouldn’t show her fear of him. She was a princess, and one of her singular... skills was acting. “Why are you so angry with me?” she asked, deliberately keeping her voice low and laced with the confusion she felt. “You ask that?” The man basically roared at her. A pair of birds took to the trees, and the leaves rattled. No one had ever dared to raise their voice to her. Not once in her entire life. Breena found she didn’t much care for it. “Your bellowing is scaring the wildlife.” His lips thinned, as if he were forcing himself to calm. “I don’t bellow.”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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