"He's okay now…"
I had barely finished the sentence when I turned and met Lucian's glare.
A full one. The kind that said 'we are not done with this conversation.'
"I told you," I said quickly, already defensive, "I was only using my normal flame. I didn't use that one."
It was the third time I'd explained it. He still didn't look convinced.
"You shouldn't have used any flame at all," Lucian said tightly. "Not after everything that happened."
"I didn't burn him," I shot back. "I stabilized him."
"That's not the point." He crossed his arms, frost crawling instinctively along his knuckles before he forced it back.
"You don't get to decide when it's safe to expose yourself," he said. "Not when people like Elyndra exist."
"I don't get to decide?" I scoffed. "Excuse me, Mr. Frost—she's sealed."
"You know she's not the only fairy," he shot back without hesitation.
I sighed, rubbing my temples. "I was careful," I said more quietly. "I swear."
Lucian didn't answer right away.
