Chapter 53 Rejected

• Mardichi’s grin died, and his jaw locked. His hands fell off my arm. “If that’s what ye’re after, then ye may make a run at ‘im, Gel.”
• He was eyeing me coldly. “But even if ye can get past his valkyrie, who’ll likely open ye from button,” He nodded to my lower stomach and rolled up to my head. “to ye’re hair, ye’ll make it to a bed where ye’re not wanted. For in the last two decades, the only woman I’ve seen him allow atween his sheets is the only one that doesn’t want there.”
• Ouch. He’s saying Sebastian would reject me.