I knew well that he just got back and that he was tired, and it was not my intention to turn our conversation into an argument. This was not what I had in mind at all. He just returned, and after not seeing him for a week, I’m having an argument with him.
“But…that doesn’t mean…” I began protesting again but Ren’s harsh words interrupted me.
“If you’re desperately looking for a place to die or a way to die, I’ll suggest some painless poison for a swift death for you. Dying on the battlefield isn’t going to leave your corpse looking very pretty,” Ren said sarcastically.
I watched silently as Ren got up from his seat signally that our conversation or argument was over. Ren probably viewed this conversation as crazy and full of non-sense. However, for me, an idea had started to solidify in my mind…
“Where are you going?” I asked softly.
“To bed…I’m dead tired,” Ren replied, sounding dead tired.
“Wait…that’s my bed!” I cried out in shock.
