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Afterward, we lay quietly for soht without co at my neck, he asked the question I couldn’t really answer

"Are you all right?"

I thought about it I should have been co had happened so fast It felt like oneht pole, but noas good as new So, physically and e a hundred h the i been attacked

"I’m fine, but I need to knohat happened Who is Conleth? He was so strong He’s an Alfar, isn’t he?"

I assumed that the attack upon us h one of his underlings Whoever this being was, he had to be incredibly powerful, so he could only be Alfar And the Alfar stuck together, so, unless I’d made an enemy I wasn’t aware of, that meant whoever had attacked us had to be associated with Jarl

And if Jarl is rando you and Ryu, you’ll never be safe in Rockabill again… My brain’s dire warning made my body flush with fear, and I fisted the sheets convulsively to fight off a wave of panic

Ryu remained silent while he shifted to lie besidehis response When he finally spoke, his voice was low and serious

"Conleth isn’t Alfar, Jane," Ryu said, brushing

"He’s a halfling Like you"

CHAPTER SIX

I stared at Ryu as if he’d just toldwith very sharp, pointy teeth

"A halfling?" I asked, confused

Ryuup to unwind his trousers from around his ankles and pull off his socks I realized then just how upset Ryu must have been about the attack He never ?" My racefully to the conclusion that Jarl the racial purist was also Jarl the hypocrite and had hi son

"No, not Alfar Conleth is half ifrit," Ryu clarified, lying back to gatherof the fire eleo He’d been entirely engulfed in fla to touch him "How the hell does a human boff an ifrit?"

"Just like the apocryphal porcupines" Ryu shrugged "Very carefully"

I stared at him, nonplussed

"They can control their fire when they wish, honey But it’s still a risky endeavor for the human," my lover clarified

"Wow," I breathed, as Ryu’s words finally sank in I found it hard to believe that Jarl wasn’t behind the attack on Ryu and"murderous attacks" and "Jarl" that ht on top of that assumption

So I had to adjust to the idea that somebody other than Jarl wanted to kill us