Chapter 41 The Mage

• YILEYNA
• Trying to remain indifferent, I grabbed the jug, pouring myself some juice just as Theon lifted the crab, but rather than eating it, he used his knife to push it off his fork, letting it fall rather unceremoniously back onto the platter. Tossing his knife back down onto the table, his irritation was clear in his actions.
• "Don’t push my fucking boundaries." Theon’s icy voice came, and the anger that radiated off of him made the entire table fall silent, but despite the tension that settled around the group, I couldn’t help but feel happy.