I knew that I was hiding, Dyane knew I was hiding since I haven’t left her tent since I woke up and controlled my random bursts of tears, she knew this because I had told her enough times that I hate being confined. I hate whatever I was feeling but I was not hiding because of attacking Gwenn, gods knows that I don’t feel an inkling of guilt for what I did to her but still that doesn’t change the fact that Orel stopped me and his rage for barely concealed when he stopped me. I don’t care about his feeling. He can go to hell for all I care about but what I was concerned about was the fact that I very much afraid of his wrath, I had never seen Orel with that cold unknown emotion burning behind his eyes and with the way he gripped my hand hard, I just knew that I had to leave his presence b
