YILEYNA
Theon had arrived sometime late at night, he seemed rather quiet, and that’s saying something for Theon. He had told me Charlene’s training was beginning today and it would be under Madelia and himself. I had just asked if I could attend too.
"You won’t be able to handle seeing her go through it."
"What do you mean?" I asked concerned, as I removed the pendant from the vinegar and began scrubbing it.
Wow, it was looking so much better, and the stone was beginning to look a little less dull brown. I carried on scrubbing it firmly.
"Let’s just say the techniques are usually used for torture." He said, drinking his coffee from where he was sitting at the table, looking as godly as ever.
I frowned deeply, a flare of anger going through me.
"Does the king know?" I asked sharply.
