Chapter 270: Conversations With The Baron
Lyria's POV
Baron Redwick remained still for a moment after my words, as though he were weighing them carefully before deciding how to respond. The air between us was not uncomfortable, but it was delicate in a way I could not quite describe.
I drew a breath and continued speaking, the words coming more easily now that I had begun.
"You were n-not," I said, "and are s-still not, the reason I c-cannot read fluently. There were s-situations that occurred—circumstances that m-made it impossible for me to learn."
My voice went lower.
"A-and circumstances s-surrounding that d-day itself. And r-rather than being mad at you d-directly, I was m-mad at myself."
I paused, my fingers twisting together in my lap.
