Magnus
“Oh, don’t look so down, Erina. Look at it this way; you’ll have your family with you. Isn’t that what you wanted?” We were arguing about Daphne, and I told her I thought about changing Erik when he was healthier. I could use a fighter like him.
“Magnus, you shouldn’t have done that. I know you want revenge on my father, but this is too much. When will this stop? You know, Daphne is not like me.” She wrung her hands; deep concern etched on the lines around her mouth.
“And for that, I am exceedingly grateful.” Although I liked a challenge. But what I didn’t like was the way she looked at me. Her disapproval burned.
“If she doesn’t kill herself, she’ll kill him,” she said, and that made me see red.
“So that’s what this long face is about, isn’t it?” I yanked her to me, my fingers boring into the soft flesh of her upper arms. “It’s about Hein! You can’t stand the idea of him fucking Daphne. Isn’t that right?” Just tell me the truth. Drive that silver dagger right into my stone sto
