C22 Nelos

“Are you fucking kidding me? No, it’s not happening,” I retort. “Not in this damned world.” My muscles tighten as if made from a taut elastic, and nothing will make me take her there. It would be worse than the fighting pits. At least there, she has a chance to survive.

“Nelos,” Shaye starts, but I can’t stop myself.

“Babe, do you even understand what you’re saying? What Rowan is proposing