Chapter 165: Torture
"...Go on."
"Well. We knew there were elders who wouldn’t accept me. Because I am a man. But I can get pregnant, so it’s like-" Riven saw how Soren narrowed his eyes, bringing up being pregnant with Ronan’s children did not seem like a good strategy, so he quickly stopped himself.
"What I mean is. They are using me as an excuse to remove Ronan from his position. It felt quite unfair." He reiterated his point, making sure he did not sound scared out of his mind.
"So you decided to cook up a stupid scheme with a stupid man for a useless man. He was the one who escorted you here, right? That Troy..." Soren’s voice sounded dangerous. It sounded like he was suppressing his murderous rage. Riven swallowed and prayed that Troy got far away from this place lest he fall into Soren’s hands.
"Don’t look at me like that!" Riven said quickly, hands raised in front of him. "It was calculated! Mostly. I mean, I got a little cut, but it worked out in the end! Ronan handled the rest. It was all going according to plan."
Soren’s hand froze.
"Ronan handled it?" he asked, very quietly.
"Well, yeah. I mean, it was part of the idea. Sort of. He didn’t know we planned it, exactly. I didn’t want him freaking out and stopping us, so—"
Soren’s fingers pressed suddenly and sharply against the edge of the wound.
Riven hissed, his body jerking slightly as pain shot up his leg.
"Ow!"