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“I warned you that might happen.”
“You could clarify the situation.”
“Ah yes, because telling them you’re a witch would be so much better.”
Her lips pursed. “Guess I shouldn’t expect much from savages.”
His brow arched. “Savages? That seems rather harsh.”
“How about unenlightened? Thinking women are good only for sex and babies and cooking.”
“You forgot sewing.”
“Not funny. Women are capable of anything a man is.”
“No, they aren’t. Can you lift that wardrobe?” He pointed behind him.
She lifted her hand and he added, “Without magic.”
“How I do it shouldn’t matter.”
“Just pointing out there are differences. Strength being one.”
“Women can be strong,” she retorted.
“They shouldn’t have to be if they have a man taking care of them.”
“Witches take care of themselves.”
“It’s easier when you have a partner.”
“Says the unmarried warlord who bosses people around.”
“True.” He grinned, and it stunned her because in that moment she grasped how attractive he was. Not something she usually paid attention to. “Now how about we find some food?”
“I already ate. I’m ready to see the afflicted man now.”
“His name is Lomar, and we will visit him after I break my fast.”
“I don’t need you holding my hand while I check him over.”
“There are things you should know before you meet him.”
It actually would be a good idea to hear what she would be dealing with beforehand. “Very well. If I must.” She purposefully sounded aggrieved and he snorted.
“Are all witches like you?”
“Only the most excellent ones.” An answer that had him laughing as they headed downstairs.
If she thought the people whispered before, at their appearance it trebled. Numerous faces kept peeking into the dining hall once the warlord sat down with a heaping plate of food. Better food than she’d been offered, she noticed.
He saw her eying the bacon. “Have some.”
She wasn’t about to say no given its rarity in Acca. Pigs had been scarce since the monsters’ arrival. As she crunched, she grumbled, “Why are people staring so much? Have they never seen you converse with a woman before?”
“Not the morning after.”
Her lips pursed. “They think we’re lovers.”
