<...You're still far too young to be throwing your life away like this.>
Robin's smile faded instantly. He slowly turned his head toward her, his voice low but sharp.
"Throwing my life away? What exactly do you mean by that?"
The faerie's wings flickered with unease, her voice measured.
Robin scoffed, but there was tension behind it.
"And what, just because people started calling me the future Great Chosen Truth, doesn't make me able to do whatever I want? Is that what you're implying?"
