Mark Me

Faelina POV

The mood was quiet as we sat at the kitchen table together. Rhydian, for some inexplicable reason appeared to be rather tense, his facial expression giving nothing away, making me wonder what on earth was wrong with him. It couldn’t be the training; he had been the one to encourage it. Something was bothering him, I knew it instinctively and as the tension grew even thicker in the air,