"Good morning."
"Nevara."
That was all he said. Just my name. No greeting. No good morning. Nothing. I started laughing immediately.
"You sound stressed."
"Where are you?"
I stabbed a strawberry with my fork.
"Wouldn't you like to know."
There was a pause.
The dangerous kind.
"Yes."
Another pause.
"That's why I asked."
My grin widened.
"Well, if somebody didn't want me wandering around the castle by myself, perhaps somebody should've been there when I woke up."
The silence that followed told me exactly when he realized I was doing this on purpose.
"Nevara."
"Thoren."
"Tell me where you are."
"No."
His sigh came through the phone loud and long. The kind of sigh normally reserved for people causing property damage.
"You better stop playing with me."
I bit the inside of m
