Sunny studied Cassie's face, trying to guess what she was thinking about. Having left her alone for several weeks, he did not feel particularly… safe. Who knew what conclusions she had drawn in that time? What plans she had formulated? He was a stranger to her, now. Which meant that the blind seer would not afford him the same grace she afforded her friends.
Facing Cassie as someone she might perceive as a potential enemy… was a nerve-wracking experience. Sunny felt like he finally understood why Mordret was so wary of her.
…But then again, he was someone worthy of being feared, himself. He was powerful and lethal enough to be an existential threat to anyone who would dare stand in his way. Sunny did not have to be afraid of anyone, or any thing — instead, everyone had to be scared of him.
If they knew who he was, of course. But no one did, which only made him more terrifying.
'Well, no matter.'
