"If you are not angry, why did you leave without a word when you brought me back?" Viola whispered quietly. She would never have asked him this ordinarily, but he had told her once to always speak her feelings out and not keep them hidden, or it would cause misunderstandings, and he wasn't a mind reader who could know her thoughts.
"The elders were demanding a meeting immediately and I had to make sure of something," he said after a long pause. "And I needed a moment to… breathe. Seeing you in that water—" He stopped. The spoon lowered slowly back into the bowl. "I felt your fear, and it almost paralyzed me. I am not angry at you. I am angry at the fact that my people don't respect you as their Luna and made you go through all of that before even taking the crown from you."
