Scars and Sanctuary

Kaelen snapped, voice sharp and cold.

“Watch yourself, Roth.”

Roth threw up his hands in mock surrender.

“Alright, alright! I’m a man. I see beauty when it’s there. Don’t blame me for noticing.”

Kaelen’s glare was ice.

“Keep your filthy thoughts locked up.”

Roth laughed, then his tone shifted, harder, serious.

“But tell me—are you really sure about this? About her?”

Kaelen’s eyes darkened,