Nalya.
Rhaegar's eyes were burning with anger. He looked like he was about to kill someone.
" Are you angry at me?"
He shook his head and grabbed my hands.
" No, Love. I'm not angry at you. I'm angry at your father and everyone who watched this happen?!" he growled, hugging me. I held him like dear life.
" What did he do? Did he hit you?" Rhaegar's chest was rising and falling. I nodded, and he held me tighter.
" What's his name?" I waited. Rhaegar would approach him and possibly kill Arlon William. Many rogues will suffer because of me.
" I can't tell you because you will kill him,"
" As he deserves," he said.
" Many will suffer. He is of higher rank,"
He sighed as though he was losing his patience with me.
" Please tell me his name,"
" You need to promise you'll t
