embarrassment with bravado and failing miserably.
He crosses his arms over his chest. “I am perfectly comfortable being sky clad.”
My brows pinch together in confusion. “Sky clad?”
I didn’t think it was possible for him to look more annoyed, but he does. “Clad only by air,” he explains.
“You could have just said naked, and around here, we prefer clothes,” I say trying to keep my eyes from wandering any lower than his because they keep trying to.
“You have just been attacked by Pooka warriors and you are concerned about my state of dress? You are a silly, ignorant girl.”
“Hey, what’s your problem?” I demand. He may have saved me but there’s no reason for him to be such a jerk about it.
“My problem,” he says through a clenched jaw, “is you flaunting yourself about these woods as if you had not a care in this world. Do you not care if the Pooka take you? Are you in league with them?”
“I don’t even know who the Pooka are but I do know that you’re a jerk and I’m going home.” I turn around again and start walking through the snow wishing I could effectively stomp my feet so he would know how annoyed I was now.
Kallen catches up to me and grabs my hand but he releases it quickly with a hiss. I turn to look at him and I see pain in his eyes like I had seen in Maurelle’s when she touched me. I look down at my amulet and it’s glowing again. “Why does it keep doing that?” I ask stupidly.
Kallen gives me a disgusted look. “Because it is iron bound by amber bound by silver.”
I have no idea what that means. “So?” I say hoping he will explain.
From the look on his face, he’s getting more disgusted by the moment. “Did that Witch of a mother of yours not teach you anything?”
“Look, Kallen or whatever your name is, I don’t know who you think you are but you need to leave my mother out of this. And my guess is, you don’t know why it’s glowing either or you would just tell me. I am so out of here,” I say and continue walking.
I can hear Kallen following. After a moment, he says stiffly, “It is a Fairy repellent.”
Yup, everyone has gone crazy. Or just I have and I’m imaging all of this. I really hope it’s not that. “There’s no such thing as Fairies. Or magic,” I add for good measure.
“You do not believe in magic?” He actually sounds surprised.
I’m tempted to turn around just to see a look on his face that isn’t contemptuous towards me but I force myself to keep walking. The sooner I get home, the sooner I can get away from these crazy naked people in the woods. Now, there’s something I never thought I would ever have to say.
“Your mother has not taught you the ways of magic?”
“Nope, because there’s no such thing.”
“How could she have been so foolish?” he asks.
I whirl around. “Look, I don’t care if you insult me but that’s the second time you’ve said something nasty about my mother and I’m not going to stand for it. Why don’t you go back to wherever you came from and leave me alone.”
“You are an ungrateful little snit. Do you not care if you are in danger?”
“In danger from crazy people in the woods who seem to think they’re Fairies? Yeah, I care about that which is why I’m trying to get out of these stupid woods and back home so thanks for saving me back there from your twisted little friends but now you need to go away and leave me alone.”
“It is not that simple,” he says.
“My dad has a shotgun and he taught me how to use it.”
“Cowan weapons do not frighten me.”
Exasperated, I stop again and face him. “Will you stop it already with this LARP stuff or whatever it is you’re doing? I don’t want to play your stupid game. Especially if I’m some kind of target in it!”
“What is a