I stiffened. I don't know why. I knew he would kill his brothers sooner or later so why was I surprised? Now I understood why he was in such a bad mood last night. He must have been feeling terrible.
"Are you alright?" I asked standing up which brought us even closer to each other.
"Yes, Hazel. I am perfectly fine. I don't even regret it, it is a part of me to kill. Do you know how many people these hands have killed with ease?" He asked holding up his hands.
" I don't even need weapons to kill. I have killed far more people with my bare hands then a sword."
Why was he doing this? Why was he trying to intimidate me?
"Why are you trying to scare me?"
"I am not." He said grabbing my arms and pulling me closer gently. "I don't want you to be scared. I just want you to be careful."
"Of what?"
His eyes bored into mine.
"Of me. If you ever feel that I am acting different or aggressive then just go far away from me."
